Lady Jandice Barov

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I’m taking all you down with me
Explosives duct taped to my spine
Nothing’s gonna change my mind

I won’t listen to anyone’s last words
There’s nothing left for you to say
Soon you’ll be dead anyway

Well no one here is getting out alive
This time I’ve really lost my mind and I don’t care
So close your eyes
And kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the times you spent and what they’ve meant
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing

I’m losing all my happiness
The happiness you pinned on me
Loneliness still comforts me

My anger dwells inside of me
I’m taking it all out on you
And the shit you put me through

Well no one here is getting out alive
This time I’ve really lost my mind and I don’t care
So close your eyes
And kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the times you spent and what they’ve meant
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing

Do you ever think back to another time?
Does it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind?
Do you ever want to lead a long trail of destruction
And mow down any bullshit that confronts you?
Do you ever build up all the small things in your head?
To make one problem that adds up to nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing
To me it’s nothing

Bio:

Desperate times call for desperate measures.
That is what my family must have thought when they sold their souls to the church of Asmodeus. The strength to defeat their enemies in return for their undying loyalty to the prince of devils. We of course didn’t realize that the undying part would be taken literally.
We got what they asked for. With the powers granted by Asmodeus, my family was able to destroy all their enemies and preserve our lands, but these powers came at a very steep price. Our price was slavery. Unstoppable, immortal, deadly. And bound to the will of Asmodeus.
And so it remained for centuries. Long after our enemies had turned to dust, we were still fighting and slaughtering in the name of greater evil, always finding more enemies of the faith, going where our master bid us to go, killing what our master wanted us to kill.
No more.
After centuries of relentless butchery, we met our match. As we ventured into the mountains high up north, in search of a legendary artifact, we stumbled across the remains on an ancient temple dedicated to the dead god Aroden. Our exploration of the temple led us, unopposed, to the central chamber, where upon a magnificent altar rested a golden crown, the artifact we sought to destroy in the name of our infernal master. But gods have power, even dead gods. As I laid my hand on the crown to lift it from its resting place, a powerful spell activated. The last I remembered was a bright flash of light before everything went dark.
When I came to, I felt different, cold and weak. As I rose to my feet, I felt my body ache in pain and fatigue, something I hadn’t felt in ages. But the pain and weakness and cold faded into nothingness as I realized my mind was free. No longer did I feel the presence of Asmodeus. The spell had broken the pact.
We left the temple and sealed it’s entrance, swearing an oath never to reveal its location to anyone, before heading back south. We soon realized however that with the pact broken, we had also lost most of our power. We were no longer immortal and had lost a great deal of our strength, but not all of it. And what we had left we turned against the temple of Asmodeus, destroying his followers where-ever we can find them, leveling his temples to the ground and banishing his minions back to the hell they came from.
I am Lady Jandice Barov, deathknight sworn to Aroden, enemy of Asmodeus and my power is slowly returning, but this time, my will is my own.

Lady Jandice Barov

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