#alastor lured it out of the cave

[gayhenrycreel]

sometimes being a system is crying and screaming and not being able to tell the difference between the past and present. other times its having a dream about alastor from hazbin hotel and just assuming he was a new alter

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Protego Pt 5 - Theater

Jewelia bouncing from toe to heel in wait for a staircase to move back to place, was held in Sirius’ gaze, whose body his mirrored the excited urge to move in place. Remus and Alastor around him were still chatting over a project the trio were assigned to. Yet in a moment of silence, as the duo looked at their quiet friend, she took the eye contact from Remus as an opening to say, “Did you know there’s a theater troupe that has an open call for members year round? Not too far from where I live either.”

Sirius answered, “You do join, any show you get picked for, I’ll be front row.”

Her eyes switched to Alastor, a boy who seemed slow to opening up to others and was also out for a Ministry job by the few conversations she’d heard about him. “Did you know there was a theater field? All everyone talks about is Ministry jobs or something with creatures and potions.”

Alastor reached over to tap a finger atop the cover of the magazine laid over the top of her books she’d checked out this week. “Page forty five, my Mum tap dances in a chorus and Aunt was Supporting Lead in Swashbuckler’s Purpose in the Spring. Up for some awards come New years.”

“Really?” she asked excitedly, making Sirius grow a dopey grin watching the light that just seemed to ripple across her face and eyes mid curious smile.

Alastor subtly cleared his throat and nodded his head, “They always need a teen or two around for background. I can write about their entrance process if you like?” She nodded feverishly, “Probably have to take the Knight Bus but they would cover the fare.”

“Night,” she said with the light subtly dimming, “How late is the bus we have curfew.”

“No,” Remus cut in luring her eyes to him, “Knight, with a K.”

“Oh,” and her head cocked a bit in the furrow of her brows, “Why is it called that?”

The guys shrugged, and Sirius spoke again to not be left without a chance to talk to her today, “It’s purple, the color of royalty and knights, serve kings? There’s not even an emblem on it related to knights at all. Maybe the family who started it was called knight?”

Alastor, to break the confusing stalemate said, “You would take the Knight Bus there and back again, most times they do have a meal for the younger crew at least to keep energy up. Might be some tidying and seam work and buttoning involved at first but you work up to the cast with lessons and all that.”

“Sounds perfect,” she said. The opening of the staircase returned and she waved. Hurrying down the steps to go and find Severus and Lily, just leaving Sirius to say to Alastor, “Write to your Mum about a second packet for me too.” Alastor rolled his eyes mid nod at the obvious request and aiming task to get them some time alone.

“Could have guessed that bit.” Alastor joked and stole another look the girl’s way, “Well, part Veela should go well for her, Morpher too, certainly opens up roles for her. Now you,” he said. Sirius nudged his arm.

“I will be there to button or help with sets,” shaking his head Sirius continued excitedly, “Shaping up to be a beautiful summer, Lads.”

  …

  Three more letters had been returned from Petunia and set aside into the same small box holding the others Jewels had sent her older sister who was still upset to have been left behind. Not allowing that grudge to hold her back, a fresh sheet of stationary was brought out to write her another letter. To not give Petunia a chance to win in this contest on stubbornness and miss a letter to know what was going on at school when she caved in and read the patience breaking letter her older sister would receive.

Ignoring the torn up notes the older boy Dolph had been leaving for the last two weeks on the edge of her desk. As if one day she might need the torn bits for evidence or something should she need to go to the Professors about him. Each one addressed to Petal, the nickname he had taken to calling her in discovering her middle name was Rose. Twice now he had tried to block her off in an aisle in the library and she had to use her shifting skills and distracting charms to escape the area.

Right in the middle of a perplexing silent strike the so called Marauders were amongst several other students who had taken notice of the irritating shadow joining troubles Jewels was encountering. Hiding their use of magical leaves that had to be held underneath their tongues for a month for locking in Animagus forms they had raised four varying tales of what the silent strike was exactly in support of.

The strike seemed reason enough to hope pranks doled out by the quartet would be paused as well without ability to speak hexes to those James felt worthy to receive them. But charmed items brought about via notes to other friends of the four to create them to be left in the path of those targets or hurled their way.

More often than not by use of James’ invisibility cloak, so that he wouldn’t get caught sans proof beyond his proud smirk at the prank playing off. But much like Jewels was known for striking back many students had done the same, often landing them in trouble over the boy who had set off the fight in the first place. Dolph and the redhead often at his side, Patricia at least were caught in the crossfire to help keep the former away from Jewels, and the latter away from Professor Binns. The threatening boy only holding his attentions in shifts to both shadow Jewels and help Patricia locate secret Vaults within the school. Taking up her side to interrogate Binns, read ample books on the history of the school and to confront the headmaster to put work into finding said treasure filled vaults within the school. The only light at the end of the tunnel for many involved was that it was almost the holiday break.

Snow had only aided in the escapes, when the invisible James’ footprints weren’t noticed by students nearby. Meanwhile Sirius would use the chill to his advantage to show up with random cups of cocoa to share with Jewels and Alastor during discussion of the first trip they would take to the theater, where the troupe was waiting to meet them and the few other new teens wishing to join. Sirius in his silent days had done what he could to get Alastor and his cousins to help with a supply just for that purpose to keep her as safe as possible while he had limited himself magically.

Ample meetings were set for Alastor and his lifetime of experience to help build up the girl’s confidence in this outing with enough details he could offer. Plans were laid and after a trek to London, where both of the boys guaranteed they would be there, Jewels would be helped to mark her place amongst new people in this odd world. She just had to get past the first ride home, one that would have her fearful this was all a fantastical dream she might wake up from.

  .

  “Theater?” Petunia asked in the booth beside her adopted sister on the train ride from London to their town while Lily and Severus sat across from them and Mrs Evans worked on a word puzzle book. The other two teens not speaking to Petunia over the letter debacle or Jewels for continuing to speak to the one who was acting on hurt feelings all this time.

Jewels nodded, “I like the plays our old school put on.”

Petunia asked, “But, you go to a magic school, why theater? You could do that by going to our school in town.”

“Well,” Jewels said. Brushing the hair that fell into her face back, her roots evidently turning black, her natural shade. “They have a job called Aurors, like magical police in the Ministry, Lily seems to be after that. What I’ve read,” she said pulling a magazine out of her bag to show Petunia the slightly amusing take on the very Muggle profession that could be easier to adjust to than whatever an Auror was for Lily. “They do seem like regular plays, but you can use spells in them for effects. Maybe they might even let you come to one if you wanted?” she offered hopefully in a look up at Petunia who let out a breath, trying to do as her parents said and be nice to the girls, who without trying had seemingly left her behind.

“Maybe.” She paused a moment and asked, “Are the other students being nice to you?”

“Bit rough, at first. But I found out why I can change,” she said hopefully with a grin at her sister whose brow ticked upwards, “Apparently I’m Half-Veela and Morpher, a really rare combination. One of my professors helped me to get some charms so I wouldn’t grow a beak when I get angry. There is this one boy, he’s rather cruel at times, but he seems to be popular.”

“As they usually are,” Petunia replied. “Just don’t let them know they get to you. Dad says ignoring bullies is the best route.”

“Pretty hard to ignore. From an important family or something. Always bragging to Lily how rich they are.” That had Petunia purse her lips a moment. “I’ve been trying to not get in trouble anymore because of him. Got detention early on after he hexed a balloon to explode on Sevy.”

“How did you get detention from that?” she asked curiously.

“I punched him, broke his nose.” That had her chuckle and shift the topic to what the family had planned over the break for the holidays when more relatives would travel for it. A feeble attempt to get Lily to shake her mood loose to even say hello to her so they could try to get over this tension between them. One that Lily would not budge on until Jewels had, in a clever jumbled debate she tugged Petunia to interject into so the middle sister would speak to the eldest. Of course Lily promptly gasped and glared to the smirking Jewels before crossing her arms and turning her eyes to the window to spend the rest of the ride in silence. An ending that had even Severus and Petunia share a smirking glance at one another at the achievement that in a few days could have them back to normal again.

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Once at home though after putting her trunk and owl cage inside her room she shared with Lily, Jewels crept out into the hall, making her way to her father’s office where she knew the important documents to be kept. They had to be here. Her adoption papers. Downstairs Lily was animatedly sharing on her favorite parts of Quidditch matches played so far, distraction more than enough to cover the time it took to find the accordion file box that held the important papers they knew to grab in case of fires in the home. It had to be here. Pages shifted by her fingertips to separate the categories of documents until she found a manila folder inside the folder with her name on it.

Not wanting to take too long she forced herself to open the twine and paper button sealed manila folder that held her adoption papers. Out of the court papers was a copy of her original birth certificate, the one without the Evans on it as her parents. “Morfin Gaunt,” she whispered to herself reading the odd document with ‘unknown’ on the line for her birth mother.

She had double checked the amount of magic she could use at home, and with that gave the paper a shake while muttering the charm to duplicate it she had mastered. A quick and easy task to let her settle the documents back into their folder and file box she would put back into its proper place so she could collect the copied sheet and go put it inside her trunk. Right where she’d know where to find it so that she could look into Wool’s Orphanage for more information to be found.

  …

“I don’t want to go, I have so many letters to write,” Lily’s excuse rang in her sister’s ears on the snowy walk out to the empty bus stop where she knew no one would be wandering around. Underneath the cover she ducked to fumble her glove off and wand out from the inner pocket on her jacket she made for it while at school. Carefully she glanced around and raised the wand, uncertain if she was doing it correctly.

Nothing happened, a bit afraid of being caught with her wand out she pocketed it again and let out a puff of air. Deflated at the loss of what to do she plopped down onto the freezing cold wooden bench, not caring of how useless her plaid wool dress and green tights would be against the cold.

Down to the ground her eyes dropped, only lifting up at an odd groaning sound that was coming around the bend in the road. Right out of thin air a triple decker purple bus came barreling down the road to a stop in front of the wide eyed girl who only crept out at the soft knock coming from Sirius on the second level of the bus.

“I,” she managed to crack out then hurried to stand at the uniformed body that swung around the back of the bus off the entering platform with hold of the metal railing there, around the back of the bus she hurried and found a special coin she had been sent with the packet of entrance information. “I was sent this.”

“Ah, another for the jolly crew. Friends are up on the second floor.” Pressing the button on the ticket printer on his waist he tore off the ticket he passed to her then offered her a hand up to get inside. “On the right there,” he gestured to the spiral staircase she hurried to at the sight of the slumbering man sprawled across a bed on the main floor. “Take her away Ernie!” a voice called out and Sirius was fast to jump up and pull her into a chair beside his own.

In shock she let out a squeak in wide eyed confusion to the slide of all the chairs on the second floor back towards the back wall at the jolt of the bus forward. “Sorry, have to find a seat fast, forgot to mention that.”

Turn after turn she kept tight hold of his arm to pin their chairs together as she propped her boots up on the seat of her chair to not break a foot as he clearly chose to do. Wide eyed she finally found the nerve to ask, “Why is it doing this?”

“I think they like it like this, more fun than Muggle transport.” He said with a chuckle that had her glare at him and then look to the younger boy who passed him another slice of his orange he’d been peeling. “My brother Regulus, Mum’s on a rampage thought they might not mind a spare body. Gets his letter this spring.”

“Letter?” she asked looking at the younger boy then said as it clicked, “Hogwarts letter, oh.”

Regulus asked, “Lily not coming? Sirius said that’s your sister’s name.”

“She had letters to write to friends,” lowering her eyes to the arm she had hold of, a bit embarrassed to be holding it, or more importantly who it was attached to.

While he wasn’t mean to her he had been rude to Severus and not stopped James from his thoughtless pranks. All the same in another hard turn and cackle from the dangling shrunken head ordering the driver around downstairs her grip tightened. “Besides, she has a book on Quidditch she’s reading.”

That had Regulus smirk and say, “Well, on low evenings we could sneak you a spare broom from our house and we could show you some pointers. More than you’d learn in any books she could find. Family legacies in the sport, Black name is all over the Quidditch Cup awards through Hogwarts treasury.”

“I, I couldn’t afford a broom.” She squeaked in another sharp slam of chairs into the wall that slid to go to the opposite end of the floor on the way down a steep winding hill road.

Regulus chuckled to Sirius saying, “We have a surplus of fifty brooms at home in storage, no payment necessary, they get antsy when not in use and the two of us can only use so many a week on breaks. Just for you, bring it tomorrow for you just don’t go bragging to Lily or we’ll have to make her cry in refusing her one.”

That had her look over his face in confusion, “Why are you giving me a broom?”

“Because we have them. Because I can. And I’ve seen you on the school loan set in Flying lessons, deserve a fairer judge of what you can do in the air. Nothing like a rivalry between siblings sorted to different houses if you read back in school records. Ravenclaw could always use more talent, been on a bit of a losing streak recently.”

“You know that means you’d be playing against me too.”

“Exactly,” Regulus said with a grin, “All the better for some good competition.”

She readied to speak again only to be silenced as Sirius said, “No one wants an easy win handed to them on the pitch. Better you are the better our future games. There will be openings by graduation day for seventh years leaving and teams will put out notice for good younger players to try out next year.”

“You, really won’t want me to pay for the broom?”

“Not a single coin. Just play hard in tryouts and games, payment enough.”

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“Alastor!” Sirius said. And got a smirk in return for notice of the finger imprints in his jacket and baby brother brought with him off the copper haired friend. Alastor showed them inside the theater after a round of hugs and a gesture of a hand for Jewels to head on inside the theater appearing out of the ruined factory it appeared to be.

Bernadette Claude, bright brown eyed girl with fiery hair that hung past her shoulders in tight ringlets was quick to latch onto in shared adoration for the love of performing they shared. A single sickle for the holiday break was promised to each teen who would show up daily and follow through with each of their assigned tasks. That and the chance to be in their performances of the show they ran yearly on the stretch between Christmas and a week into the new year.

“And what are your talents?” the Wizard in charge asked of Jewels who had numerous intrigued smirks and comments when her hair began to shift to another color.

“Well, I um, I am a Morpher, leaned that a few months ago, and I’ve been in choir at Hogwarts. I acted every chance I could in primary school when they put on plays, same as our day care center.”

“Recently learned you were a Morpher…” the Wizard repeated in an unamused tone.

Alastor spoke up at that, “She was adopted by Muggles,” luring eyes to him, “Did change, just didn’t have a name for it.”

“Ahh, now that is a new twist. Muggle-Borns always make for an intriguing blend to our ensemble. You are very pretty, no harsh worries about that. We can find you ample roles.” He looked to Sirius next saying, “You as well.”

“Oh, I’m here to push a broom,” Sirius answered confidently.

“Now we cannot have that,” was the answer making Sirius’ smirk drop. “Face like this, from the House of Black as well, we cannot have you in the shadows. What would people say about us then shunning your clan, hmm?”

He moved down the line and Jewels when the teen looked her way saw her with arms crossed pointedly staring back at him. Not even wanting to be a part of the cast and getting a foot in the cast so easily. Bernadette however bumped her hip into Jewels’ and whispered to her, “Don’t worry, we’ll be showing him up on stage no time flat.” Luring a grin across the irritated girl’s face, soon to shift in focus at being told their first tasks to do around the place while the older actors readied for their tryouts for various roles.

Hours they each completed the minor jobs across the lists given to each to see what they might be best put to use in. A clever set of stitching tricks Jewels displayed had her excused of the final step on hers to keep working with the wardrobe crew fashioning hooks on costumes to help hide seams on mock tear-away items of clothing. Something that could be built upon for more tests of skills over the years. Alastor was set to helping on reading empty role lines with the adults who knew him well to help them gain cues and practice to expand their roles. Sirius and Regulus though ran the gambit and would do so for a few weeks to see which area they would excel in. But all agreed over the lunch to meet outside when time concluded to head out together and no doubt chat about the day.

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“Can, we-,” Jewels said outside on the street when Sirius brandished his wand to call the bus turning the brothers’ focus.

The anxious look on her face had Sirius ask, “Have someplace else in mind before we head home?”

“Can we stop in at a library? Or a police station?”

“You might want to be a bit more specific on what sort of a time you are after us to have with those two choices.” Regulus butt in gaining a bump of his older brother’s arm into his.

“Um, sure.” Sirius said, “What are you after exactly? So we know which one to go to first.”

“He just asked that,” Alastor said and gave a weird look back to Sirius in return for the glare he got.

Bashfully she pulled a folded piece of paper out of her pocket the guys moved closer to see, “Found my original birth record. Says my father Morfin Gaunt died in an accident and I was taken to Wool’s Orphanage, no name for my mother, whoever took me there must have only known him. Maybe the orphanage knows more in my file?”

Alastor nodded and said, “Library for certain.” And led the way down the street towards the white stone building within which they found the map section to pinpoint exactly where the orphanage was.

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“Alright we have the county, now what?” Regulus asked and watched Jewel lead the way to the public phones she used one of her saved coins to dial the operator who would hopefully connect her to the orphanage.

“I’m sorry there is no orphanage by that name.” The voice on the line said for the four kids huddled up to listen in.

“Is, there any orphanage in that town?”

“Not in our records.”

“Alright, um, could you connect me to the postal office there?”

“One moment please.” The voice replied, and Regulus gave her a confused look.

Softly she said to him covering the receiver, “They deliver the post, they have to know what’s what and have a record.”

“Q- Postal Office, Quick speaking.” A new voice sounded through the line.

“Yes, I was wondering if you knew anything about Wool’s Orphanage? The operator said there wasn’t one, but I was adopted there. It has to exist.”

“Ah,” the voice spoke aloud, then continued, “You only just missed it, demolished that five years back. But if it’s the records you’re after the Nunnery in town adopted their records for safe keeping along with their eldest girls who were old enough to take the vows. Have had a few people come to town already for records so the sisters will be accustomed to digging through the files when you can drop by.”

“Thank you,” Jewels said and the call was ended. The guys stood for an odd few moments of uncertainty on what to say next as she hung up the phone.

Regulus smiled saying, “Looks like some of us are lying to our parents this break.” Luring all eyes to him, “Oh come now, fella said we had to go and check the Nunnery in person. When are we lying and heading out to the country?”

Alastor said, “Mum’s busy all week.”

Sirius shook his head, “Our Mum won’t care, doubt Dad will have noticed us gone at all.”

Leaving Jewels to say, “Thursday my Dad is going to fetch his aunt and Mum has a quick filing shift at work before they close up for the holiday, Mum said we could stay at the house with Petunia, neighbor is so close they can hear us sneeze, can’t get into any trouble really. I could say it’s a spare rehearsal.”

Sirius said, “Good, now first, we get that bus and, who was that name again? Gaunt something?”

“Morfin Gaunt,” she said and he repeated it to himself.

Regulus said as they went back to the spot out front of the theater, “We’ll check the family ledger at home, see if we have a trace of a marriage in their line.”

 *

“Aha!” Sirius exclaimed inside the library to his confused brother who was returning with snacks for the two of them. “We are related!”

“And, you’re happy about this? You weren’t happy the other day, or months ago at that prospect.”

Sirius turned the book to show his brother, “Through Mum’s aunt who married into the Potter line that links back to some obscure daughter, who married a bloke named Peverell, grandson in law to Slytherin. Not even twelfth cousins let alone first!” he nodded then looked at the page with a deflating sigh, “No trace of the wife though. Only bad news. We have to hope that Nunnery has some answers.”

Regulus said with a grin, “I think she likes you.”

“She’s in love with her best friend Severus.” Sirius spoke laced with another deflating sigh.

“Sure, but she likes you.” Regulus said luring his brother’s eyes to him. “Just, keep close by, help with this family tree trouble. Plus time on stage won’t hurt either.”

Sirius said, “For now, I will write to great aunt Dorea, see if she knows anything about her cousin Morfin. Hard to imagine he married without any of our relatives present.” Up he stood to fetch some paper and a quill to compose the letter his black napping owl would be eager to deliver once it woke up and was fed to fuel the flight. Ignoring sounds of their parents downstairs bickering about how things at the family gathering for the New Year would go and just how they would instruct both boys to behave amongst certain relatives for various reasons. An argument that had lasted days and would for several more until they came to a suitable conclusion.

 *

 Pt 6

[myth-lord]

Greek Characters A

Because of the lots of hate I was getting for using Wendigo’s and Yara-Ma-Yha-Who’s, i’ve been pushed into the Greek Mythology corner again, but to my surprise I kinda love them again, like I did before I started to collect all worlds mythologies. 

My current personal-fun-project is all Greek, with sometimes a bit of Roman flavor. 

These are the characters that play some role in the RPG, Cardgame or whatever-game would fit them. Starting with the A. Note that this doesn’t include the true Gods and heroes yet, they have different roles than the Characters, villians, Monsters and Demi-Gods.

Note that I give my own spin to many of these characters, while trying to at least keep most of their real-myth features intact.

NAME: Achelous RACE: Demi-God / Triton SIZE: Large (In all his forms) ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral ENVIRONMENT: Rivers and Lakes ABILITIES: Water Control, Self Polymorph into Blue Bull, Self Polymorph into Water Minotaur, Bull Rush, Magical Trident Weapon APPEARANCE: Like an old man with long beard, his body is covered with shells, and he has two very long bull-like horns on his head, his skin is covered with blue fish-like scales and he holds a Trident weapon and a giant beautiful shell-like shield. His lower-body looks like some fish-scale covered eel.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achelous

NAME: Achlys RACE: Demi-Goddess / Daemon SIZE: Medium ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil ENVIRONMENT: Tartarus, Vile Swamps ABILITIES: Very Long Poisonous Nails, Poison Breath, Summon Death Fog, Aura of Sadness, Enhance Poisons APPEARANCE: Like an ugly old Swamp Hag, with long and dirty dark green hair, lighter green warty skin and very cruel looking nails, she is followed by a creeping evil green mist.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achlys

NAME: Adephagia RACE: Demi-Goddess / Daemon SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil ENVIRONMENT: Anywhere, Mostly Urban ABILITIES: Aura of Gluttony, Powerful Stomach, Immune to Disease, Enlarge Mouth, Acid Puke, Body Crush APPEARANCE: Like a very obese woman sitting on a throne that is carried by very thin and weak-looking daemons. Instead of normal teeth she has sharp fangs and beside her moving throne she also has a moving table with all types of food on it, also carried by a demon slave.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adephagia

NAME: Aegaeon RACE: Titan / Hekatonkheires (Hundred-Handed One) SIZE: Colossal ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil ENVIRONMENT: Tartarus ABILITIES: One-Hundred Hands, Rolling Madness, Extreme Strength, One-Hundred Mad Voices, Raining Rocks APPEARANCE: Like a swarm of giant moving arms and hands, in the middle of the chaotic creature are lots of ever-screaming monstrous heads, the horrid creature doesn’t seem to have any legs, instead using a lot of its arms for locomotion. Some of its one-hundred arms grow out of other arms, some arms are huge and others are very small.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hecatoncheires

NAME: Aello RACE: Beastman / Harpy SIZE: Medium ALIGNMENT: Lawful Evil ENVIRONMENT: Hades, Tartarus, Olympus, Beaches, Cliffs, Anywhere ABILITIES: Song of Storms, Painful Voice, Tempest Screech, Swift Flight, Shocking Talons APPEARANCE: Half bird and half woman, Aello’s face is like that of an ugly old hag with gnashing teeth. Instead of hair she has beautiful blue and green feathers, lightning flashes from her eyes, claws and talons.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aello

NAME: Akheilos RACE: Cursed / Daemon / Beast / Former Human SIZE: Huge ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil ENVIRONMENT: Oceans ABILITIES: Blood Frenzy, Command Sharks, Rain Madness, Swallow Whole, Mega-Bite, Sharp Skin, Disfiguring Bites APPEARANCE: Like a monstrous prehistoric shark covered in horns and spikes, it has oversized fangs.

http://www.theoi.com/Ther/Akheilos.html

NAME: Alastor RACE: Demi-God / Daemon SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil ENVIRONMENT: Tartarus, Battlefields, Anywhere ABILITIES: Animate Weapons, Enhance Weapons, Razor Edge, Madness Cuts, Aura of Vengeance APPEARANCE: After his defeat and death, Alastor’s spirit merged with his giant sword, now Alastor looks like a giant possessed sword from hell with a unholy black and red aura around it and demonic runes and artwork on the sword itself. He is always followed around by other animated weapons.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alastor

NAME: Alecto RACE: Demi-Goddess / Fury (Erinyes) SIZE: Medium ALIGNMENT: Lawful Evil ENVIRONMENT: Tartarus, Anywhere ABILITIES: Boiling Blood, Induce Madness and Anger, Control Blood, Summon Blood Minion, Create Blood Weapons, Create Blood Shields, Blood Magic, Blood Arrows, Harden Blood, Blood Cage, Carnage APPEARANCE: Of all the furies, Alecto looks the most human. She looks like a strict old woman dressed in black and red clothes, with a very cruel looking crown and a dress with blades pointing upwards where they hit the ground, her skin and clothes leak blood wherever she goes.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alecto

NAME: Antaeus RACE: Demi-God / Gigante / Elemental SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil ENVIRONMENT: Any Wilderness, Cave or Forest ABILITIES: Control Earth, Crushing Earth Fists, Tremors, Earthquake, Extreme Earth-Regeneration, Earth Grab, Expert Wrestler, Taunting Scolding APPEARANCE: Antaeus looks like a half humanoid giant and half earth elemental, his lower arms are made from rock and earth, and so are his lower legs, his face is half flesh and half earth element, with almost crystal eyes, he is bald and doesn’t have any body hair.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antaeus

NAME: Anteros RACE: Demi-God / Erote SIZE: Small ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil ENVIRONMENT: Any, mostly Urban ABILITIES: Arrow of Hate, Luring Cries, Annoying Laughter, Hate Gaze APPEARANCE: Much like Cupid, but with black gothic hair which covers one eye, and with black angel-wings instead of white. He always has this wicked smile on his child-like face.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anteros

NAME: Apate RACE: Demi-Goddess / Daemon SIZE: Medium ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral ENVIRONMENT: Tartarus, Hades, Anywhere ABILITIES: Veil, Illusion Weaving, Invisibility, Hallucinatory Terrain, Blur, Mirror Image APPEARANCE: Nobody knows what Apate really looks like, she is always hidden behind her tricky illusions, which reveal her as beautiful woman with purple clothes, she often covers her head with a cloak. Apate loves masks of all types, and always wears the most bizarre ones herself, she emits an aura of mystery. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apate_(deity)

NAME: Arachne RACE: Cursed / Beast / Former Human SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil ENVIRONMENT: Caves, Hades, Forests ABILITIES: Iron Webs, Hallucination Poison, Red Widow, Freedom of Movement, Implant Eggs, Eight Legged Army APPEARANCE: Like an enormous, hideous and monstrous black spider.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arachne

NAME: Argus Panoptes RACE: Daemon SIZE: Huge ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral ENVIRONMENT: Anywhere ABILITIES: Perfect Sight, Eye Spies, All-Around Vision, Eyebeams, True Sight, Sleepless, See through other Eyes, Minor Future Vision APPEARANCE: Much like an even freakier and bizarre looking Beholder, it has ten tentacles with eyeballs on it, and its orb-like body is covered with eyeballs. His alien-looking skin is green, while the eyes are mostly blue, much like a peacocks feathers.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argus_Panoptes

NAME: Aristaeus RACE: Cursed, Beast, Former Titan SIZE: Huge ALIGNMENT: Neutral ENVIRONMENT: Hills and Deserts ABILITIES: Crushing Roll, Scarab Swarms, Slicer Mandibles, Burrowing Ravage APPEARANCE: Aristaeus looks like an enormous mutant stag beetle mixed with a scarab beetle, his body is covered with small scarabs and other beetles.

http://www.theoi.com/Gigante/GiganteAristaios.html

NAME: Asterion RACE: Beastman / Minotaur SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil ENVIRONMENT: Underground Maze ABILITIES: Perfect Memory, Extreme Cunning, Bull Rush, Great Strength, Axe Expert, Wounding Anger APPEARANCE: A hideous half bull and half man, armed with a beautiful axe and some armor, his horns are huge and his face is disfigured.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minotaur

NAME: Atropos RACE: Demi-Goddess / Moirai (Fate) SIZE: Large ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral ENVIRONMENT: Unknown ABILITIES: Scissor Hands, Cut that Line APPEARANCE: Like the Atropos in God of War, but even freakier, one of her hands is deformed into a large scissor-like weapon and her face is old and ugly. Her hair looks like it was cut randomly, with some long parts and some short parts in it, like she cut herself in madness.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atropos