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[color=9e0b0f][h1]Nicodemus Hathaway[/h1][/color]
[h2]~[/h2]
[color=9e0b0f][h1]Eld Fen[/h1][/color]

[color=9e0b0f]Age[/color]
23

[color=9e0b0f]Gender[/color]
Male

[color=9e0b0f]Allegiance[/color]
The Patron Saints

[color=9e0b0f]Description[/color]
	Nicodemus stands at about five feet and eleven inches, or one-hundred and seventy centimeters, and weighs about one-hundred and eighty pounds, or eighty-one kilograms. He is a handsome, angular man with nearly silver hair that frames, and compliments, his deathly pale skin. His eyes are a storm, an elegant collaboration of gentle blues and intense grays that create the visage of a thunderous, raining sky.

[color=9e0b0f]Personality[/color]
	Nicodemus is a distant, oft' harrowing man of an intensely melancholic personage; his quiet ways of disinterest and apathy seem to issue forth waves of discomfort and aversion. His mind is that of a poet, or perhaps a philosopher; although one without solace. His written art is dense with horror; and always of an existential, cosmicist nature. He lives in constant ruminating over the nature of existence, and all the darkness and horrors that it contains. He is enigmatic and eccentric, eternally writing poems and novellas of the great and old beings that plague his dreams, both waking and not. He is not a frightened man, nor a particularly courageous one, but does not shy from things often. 

[color=9e0b0f]Biography[/color]
	Nicodemus was born an only child in his family's home to a poor estate, and was raised in part by his mother and father, and in part by his ailing Grandfather. His father was a jeweler, and was often away from home on various trips to sell his wares, sending home what little he could afford to. His mother was a maid, and often worked in the wealthier parts of town cleaning things of both common and horrific nature. When he was three years old his primary Care-taker and Grandfather, Alistair Hathaway, began to develop acute psychosis, for which he was bedridden. The occasional doctor or nurse that the household had been able to afford claimed that his psychosis and hallucinations were likely caused by syphilis, Alistair however died many years later without the infection present in his biology.

	Despite the belief of medical professionals, Alistair swore that he was not sickly by any means that perpetuated among men, but that he was paying the price for knowledge long forbidden. From an early age, Nicodemus was exposed to the numerous hallucinations of his Grandfather and eventually began to have hallucinations of his own, often experiencing ones almost identical to Alistair's. Beginning at the age of Four, Nicodemus had been labeled clinically insane, although harmless; the same diagnosis as his Grandfather. For almost two years Nicodemus suffered these visions and night-terrors; whispers of entities old and harrowing, visions of catastrophes and apocalypses, and hallucinations of faceless beasts holding his body still throughout the night. Without any means to express himself, to unleash the Hells held within him, he turned to writing and poetry, both of which he shared only with his Grandfather.

	His Grandfather consoled him throughout his early life, much to the anguish of his ever-absent parents, and Alistair refereed to his Grandson as a prodigy. Nicodemus didn't care much for the assessment of his writing, but his Grandfather was right. Even at such a young age, Nicodemus's writing was astute and visual, and those whom his Grandfather shared his writing with were astounded at the terror felt by reading a child's poetry, and it wasn't long until peculiar individuals began to pay hefty sums for Nicodemus's works. 

	At the age of 14, Nicodemus's first Novella was Published, a short story called "The Waters of Nisceir." His book recieved little attention outside of niche circles at first, but soon began to spread and fester among the shelves of those with a love for dread and cosmic horror. Not long after his publications growing popularity his household could afford his mother's early retirement, and after Nicodemus's fourth publication, at the age of 15, his father did the same.

	His house was full, and his Parents were happy for a time, until Nicodemus made the decision to emancipate himself from them, cutting them off from their excessive spending of his own profit. He continued to provided them with more than enough money to live comfortable lives, all three of them, until his Father's greed led to his Grandfather being taken to a "home." At this, Nicodemus was furious, and immediately seized their income through his own volition, and using the money he had once given to his parents, Nicodemus purchased a small home for himself and his grandfather. Both his Mother and Father were forced to return to work, as their excessive lifestyle had left them without a dime in their savings.

	After this separation, Things went well for Nicodemus and Alistair for a few years, Nicodemus's works became more and more popular with each publication, and as such his income continued to grow exponentially. However, at the age of 22, both he and his Grandfather's hallucinations became incredibly intense and consistent. Both of the Hathaway men could be seen from the outside world, wandering their house and screaming, whimpering, and whispering to themselves. For a period of three years, both Nicodemus and his Grandfather were plagued by numerous visions a day, heard the whispering of monsters every waking moment, and in their sleeping hours felt the looming presence of things so old that time itself seemed young in comparison.  

	There was only so much an old man could handle, before giving up to the whispers.

	On the morning of his Twenty-Second birthday, Nicodemus awoke to find that the whispering had silenced, the entities that haunted his sleep were gone, and the visions that so often pounded in to his psyche were absent for the first time in years. With nothing but quiet joy, Nicodemus nearly ran to his Grandfather's room, but found something so twisted there, that it haunts him to this day, and will likely do the same until the day he gratefully dies.

	He left that city within a month.
	
	Now, he lives a humble life in the crime-plagued city of Independence. He'd bought himself a small home in the North-eastern part of the city refereed to as Red Harbor, so he could be left to his writing with a view of the water. The water, however, had began to exhibit a strange taste these last few days, and stranger yet, Nicodemus had found himself capable of terrifying and incredible things.

[color=9e0b0f]Carried Weapon(s)[/color]
[url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e4/48/83/e44883a66b3186d368f3d66ba4ea4287.jpg]Tri-Dagger[/url]
	A twisted blade with three sharpened edges, one which he often uses to slowly carve in to his targets. The wound from this blade is so complex, that without almost immediate treatment from a team of surgeons the wound will likely be fatal. In addition, Nick's tendency to use the blade on the back of his Victim's necks has left him without a single survivor, but a very bloodied blade.

[color=9e0b0f]Abilities[/color]
 [url=http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Spatial_Distortion]Spatial Distortion[/url]
	Nick can create distortions within space, causing any physical matter within to bend according to the distortion. This provides Nick the ability to teleport rapidly, alter physical dimensions, and create pocket dimensions as well as portals. Due to the Manton Effect, his powers can not distort the dimensions of human beings; meaning that he can not stretch someone's torso to infinity and twist it along the way, but he [i]can[/i] do such to structures, geography, etc. Unless you'd like to spend 12 hours walking a 15 foot hallway, stay on his good side.

[color=9e0b0f]Skills[/color]
Aside from his writing, Nicodemus relies heavily on his abilities to achieve his goals.

[color=9e0b0f]Extra[/color]
N/A
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