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=== Background ===

Al-Dajaal was a simple street urchin who plagued the streets of Chiaroscuro with his petty thefts and acts of vandalism. His penchant though was for disguises. Every time he went to steal food from the markets, he would utilize different disguises in order to throw the merchants off to his identity. Once the guards would search and scour the streets for Al-Dajaal, he would have already taken off the disguise and be enjoying the fruits of his "hard work." He bounced around from several orphanages in his childhood earning the title of "The Nursery Scourge." Eventually, no foster home or orphanage would accept him and he learned how to live on the rough streets, stealing food every day to survive. As he grew older, he learned that select organizations, such as the Guild, had use for people like him, people with his skills. He then began living the life of a professional thief, stealing from established nobles and The Immaculate Order. Then, one day, a underworld boss hired him to steal a certain artifact from The Immaculate Order, one that was traveling from every city the Immaculate Order took residence in and it was coming to Chiaroscuro. Al-Dajaal accepted the mission only to fail horribly.

He thought everything had gone according to plan, but it didn't. He managed to break into the cathedral at night, sneak into the belly of the catacombs beneath it and steal the artifact, only to be instantly surrounded by guards and an Immaculate Order monk. He did his best to fight them off but received some rather lovely parting gifts. He ran. He ran until the boundaries of his ventral cavity felt like it was going to collapse under the stress of the pained breaths that heaved in his lungs. He managed to deliver the artifact to the underground boss who promised to send him to a safe-house. Just as Al-Dajaal was going to shake the man's hand, he was knocked over the head with a sock full of stones.

Al-Dajaal woke up in a dungeon, chained to the walls. He woke up looking at the skeletons of previous tenants. For the first time in his life, Al-Dajaal was scared for his life. Thanks to his barely fed frame and the power of sweat, Al was able to slip out of his chains. It was time to get the fuck outta dodge. He managed to lock the pick of the dungeon door using the phalanges off of a skeleton. After breaking out, he managed assault one of the guards, knock him out and steal his armor. Al-Dajaal made his way out of the stronghold. He escaped into the formless desert, with no direction or idea of where he was going.

After running for three days without water or food and unable to tell whether or not the monsters chasing after him were real or a mirage, Al-Dajaal slowly made his way towards a cave surrounded by palm trees. On arrival, Al-Dajaal was so exhausted that he collapsed the moment he entered the cave and tumbled down the stairs, rolling into the waters of the underground lake. When Al-Dajaal awoke, he found himself lying on the beach on the other side of the lake. He wandered into the tunnel and discovered the hearthstone, taking it from the pedestal and clutching it in his dirty, sandy palm. Immediately, he was thrown into the visions of a past life ending with a command from a voice coming from the sun itself. "Go out, and be excellent to my children. And party on, dude. Also, raise an army of thieves and overthrow the Realm." After he woke, Al-Dajaal found a mask resting on top of a small sheet of soft, velvety cloth. Al-Dajaal put on the mask and walked back to the beach, looking into the waters of the underground lake and watching his appearance shift into different shapes. Then, a sudden surge of energy rushed through his body. Al-Dajaal felt more flexible and nimble. He found himself able to walk upon the waters of the lake and run across them with ease. Still unsure of his powers, Al-Dajaal goes out into the civilizations of the desert, stealing from the rich and famous, vaulting from rooftop to rooftop, performing feats of acrobatic grace while searching for those to add to the ranks of his great army. He currently finds himself in Chiaroscuro, amassing a fortune by robbing nobles and taking his stolen goods back to his manse.