— Riven addressing his minions on why he's the Dark Lord.
Occupation: Former Monk, now the current Dark Lord
Eye Color: Blue, that's right; regular blue eyes.
Hair color: Auburn
Hair style: Medium length and messy, constant bed-head that he cannot be arsed to deal with.
Attire: A set of 'Corrupted' Monastery Robes, really they're just the robes he wore during his tenure at a mountaintop Monastery only he had them dyed black and the ends of his sleeves torn as well as having various symbols stitched onto the robe in an attempt to look margineably more intimidating; as you can expect, this failed horrendously.
Riven is incredibly laid back and lazy for the most part, having acquired the title of Dark Lord by sheer luck on his end. Not that he would actually admit that part because Riven thinks that he'd probably end up getting his ass eaten by his own subjects, even though they already know that Riven only got the title through luck.
Anyways, his laziness is legendary; to the point where he finds getting mad to be 'too much effort'. Thus, one would probably find him to be very lethargic; only really getting worked up when something happens to interest him. Like video games, or comic books. Despite all this; he actually does give a damn about his minions and subjects, and as a result he is far less likely to waste their lives like they are just mere pawns on a chessboard. This quirk of his endeared him to his subjects/minions, seeing as he's more focused on their well being and happiness than any sort of megalomaniacal global conquest plan that will never go as planned.
Riven, before he became the dark lord, had originally been a monk at some mountain monastery before being kicked out because he was just so lazy; infact he never really found the Monk lifestyle to be appealing, even though he grew up in said monastery practically his whole life. However, even growing up in a monastery with individuals who you consider family wasn't enough to garner any sentiment for his indolent way of living and by the age of twenty four he had been kicked out.
Eventually, during his exile, Riven had come across the various monster cabals during an important religious ceremony; and by come across I mean he ended up blundering his way into the site of the ritual and disrupting the ceremony. Seeing as tensions were thick between humans and beast races and Riven had disrupted a sacred religious practice in their eyes; naturally the assembled covens were calling for his blood. However, either by some act of god or through his luck, he managed to convince them not to kill him by making the claim that he was their dark lord, course he didn't even know anything about their traditions aside from the whole dark lord bit, seeing as that was really the only thing the monastery ever brought up when mentioning the various monster cabals. Even then that was filled to the literal assload with propaganda about hating the mosnters and killing them to do god's work.
On the plus side, the cabals were bound by religious law not to harm any who make that claim when the throne of the Dark Lord sat empty. The downside was that he had to prove his claim by going through some arduous quest that he frequently pointed out to be reminiscent of every rpg tutorial level quest he has ever played or he'd end up on someone's dinner plate. Naturally, the idea of being someone's dinner didn't appeal to him in the slightest; so he took up the quest to meet with the Oracle; who just so happened to be at the top of a grimdark looking mountain with a gloomy castle on the side. So after going through a supposedly long and perilous quest to meet the oracle who anointed the dark lords of old; instead of the usual bluster and threats that the oracle was so used to hearing, the dark lord to be just sat with the ancient oracle behind closed doors; the actual process lasted for weeks, and the guards posted outside would claim to hear sounds of a glorious battle. What really happened behind those doors, was a week long gaming marathon followed by comic reading and some old school tabletop gaming..
after that session he was crowned the new dark lord with a promise to come back on the weekends to game and whatnot. Here is where things started to get different, generally the first thing a newly crowned dark lord would do was execute some captured prisoners as a show of cruelty and force; thereby starting a long, or short, reign of terror that ultimately ended up with the hero storming the castle and putting a holy sword through the Dark Lord's ass; or magicked him to death, or poisoned him etc etc.. The point is; Riven shocked the assembled cabals, and gained a few loyal followers from the friends and family of these prisoners when he not only gave them full pardons, but even healed all of their injuries and abuse before making a short and concise speech about how he was eschewing the whole megalomaniacal attempts to conquer the world in favor of actually improving the existing lives of his newfound subjects. Thus proving to the cabals unintentionally, that Riven was certainly no mastermind or schemer and would probably fail at being a politician.
Of course, Riven had an ulterior motive for this, he wanted some goddamn pizza and if he followed in his predeccessors footsteps he would most certainly get his ass murdered in the name of justice like them, what with him being utter shit at combat seeing as his specialization was in restoration magicks; specifically the healing magicks. And for the most part, his newfound subjects were actually okay with their new ruler and his proclamations to focus on improving their standards of living, kinda like most presidential elect candidates with the main difference being that Riven actually gave a damn about his subjects and endeavored to keep his word; plus he wasn't some overly cruel or batshit crazy asshole. In addition the prisoners he offered pardons to happened to be members of a failed Coup de'tat against the previous Dark Lord, who had planned to kill them at some point; but unfortunately he died before he got the chance to.
So, as stated before, Riven ended up getting some die hard loyal servants for this act of mercy; of course they were suspicious at first but when the former prisoners saw that Riven actually gave a damn about the people and wasn't off his rocker like the previous dark lord, they pledged loyalty to him. Now, things sure as hell weren't easy; no transition of power is, especially when the Cabal's new overlord happened to be drastically different then what they expected... There were even many hardliners who were battle hungry; some thinking that he wasn't a true dark lord, or that he was worse than the others and a few openly protested. The few that did were a very small minority of the hardliners because previous dark lords would've just vaporized any who protested without a second thought; however nothing happened to the ones that protested. Most thought that was another sign that Riven was different, a few thought that he just found this protest unimportant.. Which he did; but he would eventually respond when their protesting started cutting into Riven's 'me' time..To which he spoke to the crowd gathered on the castle courtyard.
"What makes me better than the previous dark lords?" He asked rhetorically. "Two things; reason one. They're all dead, I'm not. Reason two; the previous dark lords would've vaporized your asses without a second thought, yet I'm letting you protest and voice your complaints."
This statement brought Riven even more favor; and immediately after that small statement he organized a complaint box before appointing the ones who protested vigorously as the ones who would handle the complaint box as some form of petty revenge for interrupting Riven's 'me' time.
Of course; six months in and everything was in full swing... Now Riven could tackle the most glaring issues at hand... The lack of entertainment like video games, movies, or internet.To combat this grave threat; he ordered a bunch of scribes to write down a message and deliver it to the leaders of the neighboring countries.
With the letters in the hands of the people running the neighboring lands; they were quite surprised that the letter was calling for 'peace in the name of getting some goddamned pizza and soda' instead of the usual threatening letters these folks would get. So much so, that some of these neighboring countries actually agreed to the call for peace; seeing as their were practically no downsides to this except the local religious sects might have a hissy fit at the thought of peace instead of zealous genocide in the name of god, because lets face it; the higherups in these religious sects probably got their jollies off from the thought of purging in the name of their venerable god.
Other countries rebuked this offer of peace; though this was a minority and it should've been noted that the countries who rebuked the new Dark Lord's peace offering in the name of pizza and soda were Theocracies; further proving that religion running the government was, and still is, one of the shittiest ideas civilization has ever come up with.
Still, things were actually running smoothly; as Riven focused all of his time, when he wasn't preoccupied with his gaming and other hobbies, on establishing trade between the neighboring lands. Even going so far as to personally promote innovative ways on agriculture and sanitation; even cultural things like music and the arts, he did all of this knowing that he may set a precedent for his successor to follow.. That and because this was the only way to reliably introduce the awesome things in life to his newfound subjects; like comic books and video games, pizza and soda. All of the good stuff in Riven's eyes.
Riven is a healing mage, and a highly skilled one; of course he would be skilled seeing as he had subjects and minions to rule over and he would always endeavor to heal their injuries whenever he could. Naturally, this led to him delving deeper and deeper into ancient texts and scrolls in the palace library; with one of the previous dark lord's actually being smart enough to hide all the useful magical texts and arcane grimoires instead of leaving them out in the open for the heroes to loot and pillage as they pleased.
Now; when he first found this hidden trove of knowledge.. Riven whined about the fact that there were a lot of fucking books and the percieved studying he would have to do, however the trove seemed to be sentient in the way that it reshuffled the books on his complaint; Riven noted this, this time asking for a grimoire that focused on restoration magics and to his surprise; the trove actually listened. Producing a small leatherbound book held on a silver chain that Riven grabbed, thanking the sentient library before going off to read this grimoire.
As a result of much time spent studying and applying what he learned from the grimoire, Riven found that the potency of his spells had been increased drastically as well as his moderate mana reserves; said reserves had grown exponentially, thus allowing him to heal all but the most serious of injuries for groups of his subjects. However, he still had absolutely no skill with combat magicks.. Or any weapons, something which he was just too lazy to fix.
Going off the principals of healing magic, being that healing magic works through the acceleration of cellular mitosis and cell growth in order to accelerate the body's natural healing; Riven has figured out through many cases of trial and error that he can use healing magic offensively, effectively forcing cellular mitosis to occur rapidly enough for malign cancerous cysts to grow all across the unlucky sod's body or he can focus on a specific portion of the body to induce specific types of cancer.
This often causes excruciating pain for the victim and can even be fatal, however, using healing magic offensively like this is quite draining on Riven's mana supply; as there needs to be a constant feed of mana being used to stimulate cell growth, and while he can reverse the affects it is quite strenuous to do so because of the afformentioned mana costs.
For roleplay reasons this is going to be left out, however if one takes the time to actually read they might figure out a few applicable weaknesses, with one being overall self explanatory.