Top two pictures are Draven now, when possessed by Dogma's evil spell, below is a picture of him with his older sister Raelin before he their family was murdered at the hands of Dogma's demon legion

::Blank eyes of the purest blue stare out pass the slits in the ceramic mask his lord demanded him to wear. Those eyes belong not to a blind man but instead to one controlled completely by a strong demonic being. A boy of only fifteen before being completely overran by another spirit, now he was an animated puppet to serve as a watcher and hunter when times proved right. Watching the unexpected blonde, with her hair pulled into a spinister type bun showing off those slender points of elven ears and her dove grey gown hung loosely to her womanly frame. This time as he stalked her, she was not alone. A human man with dark hair and unsmiling features spent his time conversing with the elf. The boy man laughed silently at the sight of the two. His presence could be felt to some, to ones who grown paranoid to eyes of a stranger. His baby blue hair covered by a black hood helping him to blend well in the darkness of the forest..Shienar forest to be exact. Pale white lips curl up seeing the easy friendship between the two. Wordlessly those tiers moved, sending his voice in the current of the wind to reach both ears: Prepare thyself Lillian to meet up with your worst nightmare come true.. prepare for thy fate ::the feel of the words once spoken left the blonde to jerk her head upwards, shivering from the sudden chill she felt. True fear dotted her gaze as her body started to tremble. Turning his back, the possessed one began walking away from the scene, never will she or her sister Rain..or brother Zarran would be spared by the likes of him.. Dogma was impatient to gather his power back, and the time was growing stronger. The mysterious man/wraith left behind the most coldest and insanest of laughter..taunting them both when only one he had his eye upon::

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Once he was a happy boy, related to the changeling Raelin. Yet when his parents were killed before him by demons, his mind fled him allowing the dark lord of those demons to take control. Hiding the boy's features with that of cape and mask, he was now his minion. Draven was granted a few powers from Dogma. The boy never faught the lord, nor does his sister know about him being possessed. He was sent to technically watch the Morindum brood, to search out the weak link within the family. And he found her, the middle child Lillian. He went back to his lord telling of his finds, his lord pleased as Dogma himself began to watch the young girl. He knew right away she was the daughter of Kiirri by her looks, so innocent so sweet, she was his perfect victim. As the lord watched, he saw Liillian's friend split into two different men. This was the time, he sent Draven to Craven to propose a deal. Draven did, allowing his lord to speak through him to ask for the rape of Lillian Morindum.    Since his lord is to be reborn within the girl now pregnant, he watches over her making for certain nothing happens to the child until it's grown and Dogma fully takes control of the girl's soul. Now he's just the silent watcher. Watching, waiting, protecting until his lord calls forth him once again. He'll wait, he'll wait for Irsirra to be born..he's forever close to the girl Lily, out of sight, out of reach yet never unseeing.