Name: Valmora Neftez(nef-tease)
Age: A little over two thousand years in both past, future, and preasant timelines and dimensions.
Race: Monkathian(Plane Walker)
Appearance: He stands at about six foot three, his eye color changes every so often, but is usually a vacuume like greyish black mixed with swirls of azure and maroon, without any white iris. His skin is a bronze color, though it's almost wholy covered in black glyphlike tattoos of some sort and kept from view. His facial features strong and angular, though his aura, palpable as it is gives a sort of constantly shifting, semi visible color surrounding him.
Powers: Dimensional travel, creation, and minor manipulation in certain, weaker dimensions. Through this dimensional travel, he can walk in practically any plane of existance, time, or place. Alternate and otherwise. Also, through various upgrades both magical, archane, and technological, he's gained energy absorbtion, manipulation, telekinesis, and spirit domination, allowing him to force his will over others with weaker spirits, controlling them to a certain extent depending on how strong their will is. Also his physical form has been altered to give him supernatural strength, and durability, also, through a cerebral enhancement, his reaction time is almost to te point of near precognition. He also posseses cosmic awareness.
Weapons/Equipment: He wears a lightweight, emerald colored guantlet of some indestructable metal with symbols of magic on it's palm, allowing him to summon forth any weapon he wishes to call forth from a small pocket dimension he created which houses weapons from all over the dimensional spectrum.
Personality: Quiet... But does not like to be trifled with, for like all Monkathians, he still has a short temper, even with his years of otherworldly travel. After his entire world was destroyed by one of his own, he's lost most all compassion towards other beings, other then those mortals who interest him in some way or another and warrant his attention, bad or otherwise.
Bio: His life started as any normal Monkathian Scribe's would. Searching for knowledge that would grant him power over others. He thought he was about to obtain ultimate knowledge, and gain a power beyond any Monkathian when his entire home, all fifteen islands were completely and utterly destroyed, all differant versions of it, all time lines, every trace of Monkathias existance had been wiped out by a single Monkathian who sought the same thing Valmora did, but went about it the wrong way. After this destruction, Valmora was saved, and turned into the Plane Walker he is today by the former Plane walker, the being whom he'd tried to gain this powerful knowedge from... The being who'd destroyed his world because of the impudence of one War Son... Since that day, he's been traveling through every dimensional gateway he can create to find any remnants of his former home.