Mammon, the second prince of hell, the demon of wealth and greed, the jester. He cuts a sharp figure with his sleek black fur, not even a single fur is a different shade. He is a bit on the slim side, though easily towers over most cats with his long legs. His angular face holds a set of captivating eyes. They look like hellfire on earth, burning with passion that only he knows the depths of. Mammon likes to go by many names, they are just one more thing that he likes to collect. He lets very little about his past be known other than he came with The Seven Hells, in search of their missing blood-brother Leviathan. They are all unrelated though have sworn fealty to each other, betrayal is not an option. Mammon while he does like his brothers, he is often annoyed by them and prefers to avoid them to live his life off to the side. He has no desire for power, only the need to collect. Anything and everything he hoards in his secret lair, a grand name for what is just a cave. It is filled with riches, everything except prey because that would simply spoil and ruin the impressiveness of his hoard. Only his brother’s know of his hoard, though they know not of the location. Mammon is after all a cat with an air of intrigue. Of course he lets off a carefully created persona. One that is fun and playful, with just enough danger lurking underneath to draw others in.
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