Noah Redmoon
- Phoenixborn of Viros, The Master of Shadows, has an older sister and an older brother.
- One of the Phoenixborn that traveled the most during the Great Cleansing. He was pulled in so many different directions. Different wants and needs of the ruling Vermillion Council, different wants and needs of the city, different wants and needs of other people in the world. For a long time, he was at their beck and call.
- Destroyer of Viros. When Noah returned to Viros and the city council decided that his sister and brother were far more capable of ruling the city, he felt they weren’t giving him what he considered was rightfully his. He felt that it was time for him to get what it was own, which was ruling Viros. So he chose to rain fire on them. Noah made this enormous illusion of destruction on an apocalyptical level but underneath that illusion, he actually was destroying the city piece by piece over time.
- Following the wiping of Viros from the map, Noah decided to save a group of children, adopting and raising them as his own. They would become what we know now as Stormwind Snipers, his loyal guards and fighters. But the new city, those children's families and their own children are all but an illusion. An imaginary world created by Noah.
- He was thought to be dead for a long time. When in fact, he was living in a world of his own creation.
Noah Redmoon desires nothing less than to be the figure of destiny. A prophecy foretold the conflict of the Phoenixborn, and a collection of ashes, the remains of the Phoenixborn who fall in that conflict. The victorious Phoenixborn collects these ashes, absorbing the power of their fallen foes and inheriting a newborn world. Noah knows this is his fate!
Other, weaker souls resist the reunification, which only proves Noah’s right to the power! By striking down his weaker brethren before they even know they are in peril, Noah saves them from the pain of anticipating their doom. Some realize their fate before the end comes.
Even fewer are those fully aware of Noah’s quest, who resist him and try to deny his fate. We see the fiends he brings forth to combat the fools. But fear not, Noah is merciful. The loved ones of the fallen need not feel the pain of loss, for in the end, opposition simply fades away, ceasing to have ever been. - Quotes
- “Your every success furthers my purposes.”
- “You’re deceived. Nothing in this world is worth saving.”
- “When they kill you, you will not see them.” + “Look past reality. You’ll see my wolves stalking you.”
- “You’ll know they’re here when the bolt hits your head.”
- “Even my schemes have schemes.”
- “And still you try to fathom what I am about.”
- “To die is not enough. You shall cease to have ever been.”
- “It is nothing at all, yet it is everything you fear.”
Short story
“You can take off the mask,” gasped the Lord Mayor as he lay at the base of the stairs leading up to the prytaneum. His right leg was bent at a grotesque angle, and the older man's breathing was heavy and uneven. “Is this what you wanted, Redmoon? Viros burns. This city that held you in esteem. Did you save us from the chimeras solely so you could be the one to light the match?”
His masked adversary chuckled as he came down the stairs, each step slow and deliberate. Wolves howled in the night, and screams echoed from every street and alleyway. The great Clocktower of the Sun burned, casting light over the city like some obscene candle from hell.
Noah Redmoon pulled the mask from his face. “Do you pretend to know what I want, human?” He held his sword over the prostrate mayor, and let the weight of the blade settle into the man's midsection. If the Lord Mayor felt pain, he refused to show it. “I never wanted more than your love. Yet since I was boy, no one wanted anything from me other than the weapon that flows through my veins. Your kind has stripped away everything I am, and now you wag your tongue in anger at discovering only the weapon remains.” Noah pressed down on the sword, and the mayor screamed. The man's hands tried to hold the blade by its sides, but Noah pushed down further.
From down the street, a common woman shrieked in terror, and the gnashing snarls of a wolf rang out in response. The woman screamed, the wolf growled, and soon her voice was cut off in a hideous, wet instant. Noah grinned at this and leaned down to the mayor's face.
“Please,” gasped the mayor. His hands were slick with his own blood, and it began to trickle from the corners of his mouth. He mouthed more words, but only a sickly, rattley noise emerged. Noah smiled and pulled the blade from the man's belly.
“You plead to me like the sheep pleads to the lion,” Noah sneered. Growling wolves emerged from the darkness. “Eat,” he said to them. “For I have had my fill.”