Thalassara

Zalthor is a sleek and Triton figure, often depicted as a tall, slender man wrapped in fine, tattered robes that shimmer like smoke in dim light. His skin is a sickly pale, almost translucent, and his long, spidery fingers end in sharp nails. His eyes shift colors, constantly flickering between deep reds, greens, and purples, mirroring his ever-shifting emotions. A perpetual, unsettling smile graces his lips, suggesting knowledge of countless secrets.

Zalthor is a master manipulator, charming and persuasive yet always plotting. He thrives in the art of deception, enjoying the process of subtly corrupting the hearts of mortals and gods alike. Cruel and vengeful, he takes particular pleasure in seeing trust shattered and allies turn against one another. Though capable of great patience, Zalthor is prone to moments of sudden, cruel malice when provoked or bored. To him, power is gained not through brute force but by controlling the strings of fate from the shadows.

Zalthor was born from the first lie ever spoken, a whisper that spread like poison and fractured the bonds between mortals and gods. As Calypso and Baron Samedi shaped the physical and spiritual realms, Zalthor rose from the hidden places, weaving webs of deceit to tilt the balance of power in his favor. His influence has led to countless wars, betrayals, and broken alliances, making him a feared and reviled figure among mortals. His worshipers, spies, assassins, and corrupt nobles, seek his favor to gain leverage over others, knowing full well that he may one day turn his gaze on them. He thrives on watching the chaos and destruction unfold from the lies he plants, always lingering in the background of every downfall.