Amit, born of the divine lineage of Pharados, the Silver Prince, stands as one of his prime offspring. Often referred to as the Archangel of the Ironbane Mountains, he cuts a striking figure that can easily be misconstrued as that of a fiend. His tall, imposing stature is enveloped in onyx-black skin, a stark contrast to the radiant silver luminescence that emanates from his yellow eyes and the dark wings that grace his back. A being of paradox, his exterior may hint at darkness, but within burns a heart of unwavering purity, a reflection of his divine lineage.
Solitude, like the craggy mountains he calls home, has always been Amit's closest companion. His ethereal existence, characterized by the distant echo of his solitary wings against the windswept peaks, stands in stark contrast to his momentary foray into the realm of mortals. In those fleeting moments, he ventured into the ephemeral world to sire two children, Khyber "Kyvah" Raegean and Laphael, with a mortal woman named Vena.
Vena, a woman of extraordinary qualities that caught the enigmatic Archangel's attention, would become the fleeting love of his immortal life. The nature of their connection was a tempestuous one, ignited by the whims of fate and kindled in the midst of turbulent times. However, their love was destined to be short-lived, for the Dominion Church, wielding its judgmental gaze, branded Amit and his celestial kin as heretics. Cast into exile, they were torn asunder from the world they once knew.
When the Church's zealous enforcers, the Paladins, descended upon Vena's humble homestead, Amit was not a distant observer. Fueled by a love that transcended mortal understanding, he manifested amidst the chaos, a tempest of divine wrath and celestial might. The Paladins met their fate in a merciless onslaught, their righteous zeal and judgment swept away in the torrent of Amit's fury. Blood stained the earth, and only the children remained.
Vena, however, had been torn away from the scene, spirited off to a nearby village by unknown hands. Before Amit could unravel the fate that had befallen his beloved, he was confronted with the grim reality. Vena, charged with heretical association, had met her end at the hands of the Dominion Church, condemned to the agonizing flames of the stake.
Bearing the weight of grief and the burden of responsibility, Amit wove a potent enchantment that would shroud his offspring in a guise of "normality". Kyvah, his daughter, was concealed beneath the visage of a gnome, while Laphael, his son, assumed the form of a towering giant. In a heart-wrenching decision, Amit chose to part the siblings, believing that the path to normalcy and survival lay in their isolation from one another. He was never a father in the traditional sense, for the immortal realm held its own complexities and responsibilities, and he could not find it within himself to raise them.
Instead, he became the silent observer, a distant guardian watching over their lives from the shadowy vantage points of his mountain abode. He remained a guardian unseen, a presence unfelt, never directly intervening in the destinies of his concealed children.
Now, Amit stands alone amidst the unyielding peaks, his black wings unfurled against the backdrop of an ever-watchful sky. His gaze, eternally locked on the mortal realm below, hungers for a reunion with his father, the Silver Prince, within the hallowed halls of the Silver City. In his isolation, he is burdened by the weight of solitude, bearing the grim knowledge that his actions, both celestial and mortal, have indelibly shaped the fate of his children and the destiny of the realms they inhabit.