[center][color=f6989d][h3][b][u]T̛̪̤̰̩̥̰̥̺͝H̢͔͍e҉͚̘̩ uNkń҉͍̬͇͇Ǫ̛̟̠W̶̼̜̝̥ͅiNg SpURn̶̸̛̻̙E̡̥̮͙̳̥̣͡͝D̠̠̘͝[/u][/b][/h3][/color]
[img]https://nerdarchy.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/beauty_is_in_the_eye_of_the_beholder____by_gido-db4287k.jpg[/img][h3][sup][sup][sub][sub][color=f6989d][b]"[i]J U S T I C E[/i]"[/b][/color][/sub][/sub][/sup][/sup][/h3][/center][hider=_][b]Name:[/b] G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟[color=#3B3A3A]OlOotHrYKara 'Mhkhl ThEKs[/color]
[b]Age:[/b] 20,000 trillion more years than your perception is capable of handling.

               [sub][sub][sub]ĺ̸̟̥͓͉̘̺̬̬̭̤̯̖̤̼͉̭̯̜̔̊ͤ~̶̡̠̭̦̯̣̳͔̟̲̣̓̓̾͐͌͒ͪ̍ͩ̐͆ͅ-̢̛͕͍̻̱̣̩̳͙̭̹͙̣̄͆̈́̈͛͆ͮ͆ͤ̑ͫ͌̄̐̀̚͟͟~̈́ͮ́̆̃ͫ̋ͭ͏̡̞̟̭͇̣̺̮̖̝͠v́͒ͥͥͫ̌͌͠͡͏̬̥͉̼̖̖͈̮͈̬̼ͅ~̺̩̦͕̮̰͕͎̻͙̪̆̀̈́̎̌͊̊͑͊ͤ̄́̕^̵̶̛̼̯̣̰͙̩̮̲͔̥̺̞̺̲̌̐̊̿͒̉̊̋̒̇ͯ́̑͒͑̋ͯ̇́~̛̏ͪ̒ͤ̿ͣ̓̿̄̃̚͝҉̗̞͚̪̱̲̗̯̬̣̬͙͔̞̮̪͢͡ͅ~̶̴̼͕̤͖̠̼̯̱͈͎̥̜͕̜͖͈̀́ͫͦ͂̚͟͞͞v̡͚̜͇̥͚̱͉̥̻̣͎̫̬͈̣̠͖̭́ͮ̆͐͛ͯ~̷̸̡̢̪͕̩̜̭͔̮̻̜͍̜͉̥̋̆ͣͬ̎ͩͦ̿̎́̚̚l̶̡̧̨͉̖̥̝̰͉͚̥̻̪̤̥̦̗ͧͨ̉̌̍͑~͑̋͂ͧ̒̉̌͏̳̲͓͍̺̦͖̣̺̺̤̱̻̥͝-̸̷͓̫̠̭͔̝ͭ̒̃̔̔̿́̊̆ͫͥ̔́͗ͣ͒ͫ͘ͅ~̵̨̰͔̭̹̱̦͈̖̭̟̼̑̍̑ͯͪ!̵͖̼̖̝̳͇̪͎̽͌͑̒ͥͨ̐ͯ̑̌ͣ̋̉͟͢ [/sub][/sub][/sub]
[b]Origin:[/b] l͎̼͇̄̒́̿͋ͫͮͫ̅ͣ̄̂̽͆ͩ́ͪ͟~̵̣͔͙͈̖̦͖̼̘̳̝͕̞͇͔̭̆̍ͪ̍̿͌ͦ́ͭ͑̀ͥͅͅ-̸̛͎̜͍̥̳͖̤̝̲̣̲̣͔̲͔̱ͣͭ̂̌ͦ̔͒͆̃̌̑͋̽̐͋̇̑̀̏́͠~̸̌̌ͭ̓̿̾ͨͨͣ̆̆͐̃́́͢҉̣̫̦͉̣̣̪͓̼͕̥̭̩̙v̧̯̖̘̪̭͕̻̙̩̞̗̟̈ͤͤ͂͑̓͆̽ͯͬͩ̀́ͣ̏ͩ͘͠~̵̹̠̺͓̱̙̞̯͍͖̳̻̭͔̾ͫͬͯ̄̂ͤ̐̆ͨͧ͑ͫͫͯͫ̎̀̀̚͝^̶̷̨͉̦͕͇̘̳̯͔͆̓ͥ̍̐̆̉̒̒̆̚~̷̧̛̻̝͚͚̟̳̲̗͖̩͒̅͊͑̍̇̋̓͐̈́͋͊̈ͬ͒͋̂̚͝~̵͚̙̙̲̪̣ͬ̋̇ͣ̈́ͬ̂͌ͪ̒ͧ̚̚̕͘v̸̰̠͈͈͓̺̫ͤ͆̂ͣͨ͗̓́͢͟ͅ~̷͓̪̫͉̟̹̫͇̰̠̂̅̌ͤ̃ͥ̑͋̾̈̑̌ͦ́́͘͞ͅl̸̡̤̳͇̘̥̪̫͍̻̮͕̱̙̟͉̼̱̯̬̆ͯ̏́͌ͥ͊ͯ̎ͩͯ́~͋̆̆ͮ͑ͪ҉̸͏̤̞̲̙͍̲-̶̢̼̙̰̣͚̮͍̟̩͔̤́ͥͣ̏̎̄͋͂ͮ̽̓ͫͬ̈́́̏́ͅ~̸̨̧̭͇̙̖̫͖̦̹͉ͬ̐̏̃͒ͩ́͡!̧̖͇͉̱̯͓ͦ̉̉ͥ̐ͫ̽̐́͡͞
               [sup][sup][sup]l̢̛̩̙̜̩̫̲̩͕̤̟͍̮͖̖̣̓̍ͭ͊̈́̎ͪ̈̽͐ͅ~̸̧̺̥͖͓̠̘̟̻̊̆͊͆ͪ̂̑̆̌̊ͤ́͢-̬͉̰̬͈̳͚̖̳̹̻̾̅ͫ̂ͩͪ͋ͮ͛̃ͨ̍ͫ͊̅̚̕͠~̵̛ͣͭͤ̊̈́͂̉ͥ͌̍̿̆͂͛͒͡҉̪̗̰̥̣̲̫̘̩̗̞v̶̸͓̮̦̩̗̹͉̬͙̰͉̙̥̜̬͔͙̯̌̋́͗͂̐̊̈́͊́͜͟~̸̷̶͙̫̞͍ͬ̈́ͩ͠^̷̴̬̖̳̩̗̭͖͈͖̉̓ͯ̾̉̚͘͞ͅ~̨̺͙̙̪̬͚̪̙̬̜̟̝͙̪͍̟̳͙̞ͧ͛̂̋̐̿̾ͬͣ͐̇͗̂̀̕̕~̵̺̹̠̥̼̰͔̼͕̝̥͕̦̾͛̐̔͐̓ͭ͐ͭͪ͢ͅv̼̟̳̳͚̗̩̬͔̹̱̤̓̂ͪͪ̈́͂ͤ͛͐́ͮͤ̊̏̅ͮ̐͢͟͡~ͩͬ̽͊̾̽̂ͬ̎̈́̓̈͑͊͊́͠͏̢̳̩͇̰̤̲̬̤̪͢ͅl̢̡̆ͭͧ͑̉̎͐ͥ̒ͮ͗̐̾̓̃̏ͯ̚҉̣̲͎̱̝̝̗̩̺͍ͅ~̷̸̶̖̺̰̹̳̗̬̰͔̤̗̼̺̲͈̱͍̫̋̐͆͗̀̅ͤͯͮ̐ͪ̎ͩ͌͗̽͊̀͟-̧̣̝̙̝͍ͮ̒̂ͩ̕͟͞~̸̡̻͉̙͖̤̩̞͈̺̦͆͐̈͛͌ͮ̐̽͂̚͘!̴̣̬̖͖̮̳̣͖̱̫̬̳̞͓͆̑̋͂ͯ͑̀́͞[/sup][/sup][/sup]

[b]Appearance Details:[/b] The form it takes is approximately the size of a creature whose mass is consistent to that of eighteen grizzly bears that have been systematically compacted into the space in which an unladden semi would take up...divided by three, multiplied by 5 in the wrong order. As to G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟'s true form, well...I mean, have you ever seen a 12th dimensioned eyeball combined with an out of phase angellic artifact? Basically that, but bigger and more deranged.

[b]History:[/b] It is said that once, long ago, before the hereafter of our present day, there existed a Paladin and a Thief. The former was corrupt and the latter stole only for virtuous reasons, using their earnings to offend the opulent and redistribute wealth to where it belonged. The Thief was a virtuous taxman and the Paladin was actually just a police officer. Allegedly. I don't know everything, okay, I'm just a guy named Eddy. Anyways, basically the two once swapped bodies because of the involverment of a Crossroads Entity by the name of, uh...yeah I don't know how to pronounce that...let's call her Haggis...actually let's just call her Karen.
[color=#3B3A3A][i]Fucking Karen.[/i][/color]
Essentially she dicked with their heads and played at the strings of their Esscentials ennacting upon them a terrible rule that required they spurn their roles and principles or be forever changed. For a time they managed to skirt the terrible rule, getting out on technicalities in Karen's poorly thought-up existential law, until finally one slipped up just enough to break the rule. The result was horrifying as the two contrary individuals were melded into one and twisted beyond recognition by horrible tortures indescribable with language of any quantifiable sort.

Think about the last time you went to McDonalds for example, or the first time you experienced a particularly horrifying bout of brief confusion. It was something like that, but stretched over the space of several millenia. Once Karen felt they had suffered--and that she was bored--enough to be relieved...she let them go. However, unlike she had expected, she found that they could not be returned to their prior state. In fact, she no longer had any control of them at all.

In fear at what she had created she attempted to seal it away, but instead only limited its movements to the Great Crossroads at the edge of the five/fifths of Yagneronomous the fifth of his ninth name. Since then that which we call G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟ has lurked about and terrorized the realms connected by the Crossroads, often trapping people in his cursed hordes and using them for his own [sub]*clears throat*[/sub] JUST amusement.

Still, he's great at parties.

[b]Abilities:[/b] Perhaps its best known abolitah, G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟ has the universe's most loud, pervasive whisper possible. However, not in the traditional sense, for rather than flow merely through the vibrational realm in the form of sound, G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟'s voice is superimposed in the longitudinal patternshift of the great intra-physical matrices. As a result, the technically audible sound of G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟'s voice is rather quiet, whereas its insidious presence worms and writhes its way through the mind and being of those who hear it, resulting in a maddeningly loud, impossible to ignore psychic noise.

[i]One of its lesser known, but more terrifying abilities, is hallucinatory phase-shapeshifting. This ability allows G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟ to freely alter his form, while appearing to never change. Similarly it also allows him to control how maddenning it is to look upon his visage. Sadly, his control is rather shit.[/i]

[b]Belongings:[/b] Several large hordes of unattainable, fairly valuable treasures, kept in easily accessible locations, found frequently by adventurers. They are traps, no one leaves unless he allows it...and a Apple Watch which G̀r̸̵̕̕͡é̛͢͜͞g҉̶͟ wears on one of its eyestalks.[/hider]