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[EDIT: Cleaned it up a bit, gave the gold a bit more shine and used more saturated colors for the gems.]
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The second eldest sibling of the children of the Sky God.

A misfortunate god, born from war and the unholy mixture the blood of demons and angels. He emerged from the wounds of the battle scarred Sky God after he had slain the Demon Emporer of the North, Juracann and drenched in his amethyst life force.

Born with no skin, strange and featherless wings, a mishapen face, and unnaturally large horns. He was forsaken in the battlefield both by devils and gods.

Though GrimGale had inherrited Juracann's powers and demonic characteristics, the turqoise blood of angels flowed through his veins.

In ages past, he ventured the world to wander a path in search for divinity, donning a mask crafted from gold from the armor and hairs of fallen angels. He faced many hardships, feared by mortal and spirit alike by his appearance and terrifying temper.

In that time, he was known as the Wandering Tornado, NecroVentus.

As time passed and he became known by more and more mortals, he stumbled upon a village rumored to obtain power by using contraptions called "windmills" and that they have also been worshipping a Wind God. He was curious of these mortal machines and had also hoped he had finally found mortals who saw him as something more than a monster.

Suffice to say, that once he had learned he was worshipped, not as a god, but a devil, he was furious. Destroying the accursed shrine in which was named for what he did not wish to be seen as, along with the only shred of worship he could ever hope to gain.

Years have gone by and he was practically loathed by all. But fortune soon came his way, as the first of the now proclaimed Maiden of the Wind beckoned for him.

It is unsure of what exactly had happened those many years ago, but since then, the village of the windmills have recognized GrimGale as their prime god. They had prospered for many generations since that faithful day.

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On this day, most mortals still see him as nothing more then either a devil, a monster or even a spirit of death and misery. Only few acknowledge him as another child of the Sky God.

He is donned in the gold and gem offerings giving to him by his followers, in an attempt to make him appear more godly. The gauntlet he wears in his hand, crafted by the descendants of the engineers from the village, is one of two said to have been made to augment the power of his already terrifying winds.

It is said he left the other gauntlet with the mortals, rumored to grant any who posses it the devine power of Grim Gale.

The windmills attached to his wings are an indication of the power of his wings. Each one is heavier than even the large windmills of the village. From bottom to top, the wind mills grow, only spinning if the winds he produces are strong fierce enough.

He travels and is mostly seen flying with a towering tornado and has been depicted as such ever since mortals had first laid eyes on him. Weather those are his legs or not is a mystery to all.
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It is said that GrimGale enjoys blessing worshippers and poor souls alike. But it's his blessings that make him seen as a devil then anything else, as his demon nature makes turns them into terrifying beings.

He also has a curious nature for the contraptions humans and some other races are calling "technology".

He doesn't get along with his younger sibling, Granvolt. And though he belittles his much younger sister, Terranimbus, he can tolerate and at times understand her.

He absolutely despises the eldest, Dreadqua, as he made his life before finally being acknowledge as a god a hardship in itself.

Description
[EDIT: Cleaned it up a bit, gave the gold a bit more shine and used more saturated colors for the gems.]
---
The second eldest sibling of the children of the Sky God.

A misfortunate god, born from war and the unholy mixture the blood of demons and angels. He emerged from the wounds of the battle scarred Sky God after he had slain the Demon Emporer of the North, Juracann and drenched in his amethyst life force.

Born with no skin, strange and featherless wings, a mishapen face, and unnaturally large horns. He was forsaken in the battlefield both by devils and gods.

Though GrimGale had inherrited Juracann's powers and demonic characteristics, the turqoise blood of angels flowed through his veins.

In ages past, he ventured the world to wander a path in search for divinity, donning a mask crafted from gold from the armor and hairs of fallen angels. He faced many hardships, feared by mortal and spirit alike by his appearance and terrifying temper.

In that time, he was known as the Wandering Tornado, NecroVentus.

As time passed and he became known by more and more mortals, he stumbled upon a village rumored to obtain power by using contraptions called "windmills" and that they have also been worshipping a Wind God. He was curious of these mortal machines and had also hoped he had finally found mortals who saw him as something more than a monster.

Suffice to say, that once he had learned he was worshipped, not as a god, but a devil, he was furious. Destroying the accursed shrine in which was named for what he did not wish to be seen as, along with the only shred of worship he could ever hope to gain.

Years have gone by and he was practically loathed by all. But fortune soon came his way, as the first of the now proclaimed Maiden of the Wind beckoned for him.

It is unsure of what exactly had happened those many years ago, but since then, the village of the windmills have recognized GrimGale as their prime god. They had prospered for many generations since that faithful day.

---

On this day, most mortals still see him as nothing more then either a devil, a monster or even a spirit of death and misery. Only few acknowledge him as another child of the Sky God.

He is donned in the gold and gem offerings giving to him by his followers, in an attempt to make him appear more godly. The gauntlet he wears in his hand, crafted by the descendants of the engineers from the village, is one of two said to have been made to augment the power of his already terrifying winds.

It is said he left the other gauntlet with the mortals, rumored to grant any who posses it the devine power of Grim Gale.

The windmills attached to his wings are an indication of the power of his wings. Each one is heavier than even the large windmills of the village. From bottom to top, the wind mills grow, only spinning if the winds he produces are strong fierce enough.

He travels and is mostly seen flying with a towering tornado and has been depicted as such ever since mortals had first laid eyes on him. Weather those are his legs or not is a mystery to all.
---

It is said that GrimGale enjoys blessing worshippers and poor souls alike. But it's his blessings that make him seen as a devil then anything else, as his demon nature makes turns them into terrifying beings.

He also has a curious nature for the contraptions humans and some other races are calling "technology".

He doesn't get along with his younger sibling, Granvolt. And though he belittles his much younger sister, Terranimbus, he can tolerate and at times understand her.

He absolutely despises the eldest, Dreadqua, as he made his life before finally being acknowledge as a god a hardship in itself.