Castiel

Castiel, as records will name The Prophet of Regret for time to time, is unknowably old by his very Nature.  None with mortal voices can truly say because none can truly know, the force of Prophecy is as old as the force of Free Will, the two intertwined and yet fundamentally inseperable.  The Fates have always needed a vessel in which to speak their words to those who must hear them; and so Castiel has worked in Voice in one form or another for countless Ages.  And so the source of The Guiding Hand has existed since the first Strand of Fate’s web was woven as a simple Artifice, placed in one shell or another. 

Ever the tool of Prophecy, Castiel was traded and battled for by both Daemons and Angels alike; the two sides always seeking the Power of Prophecy for themselves. 

However, as The Fates would weave; Castiel fell from Grace.  His fall, like many others was fast, and abrupt.  It is uncertain whether or not he saw his fall or if perhaps this too was a necessary part of the complex weave of The Fate’s web.  For surely a prophetic force of such vision must have seen the precipice before him. 

The scar left his wings forever shattered, marking his passing into a mortal body in a mortal world, now more than ever in need of Guidance in these times of Trepidation. Yet, Castiel paid the ultimate price for such a fall, his memory and understanding of his visions, and indeed much of his sight was stricken from him, for both his protection and the protection of the World of Ith. 

All that is known now is that the Prophet of Regret has fallen, his mortal shell and the power within both within the grasp of both the powerful Daemonic Lords and not outside the preview and Protection of the Angelic Lords.  Stirrings now across both sides of the line speak of Battle once more, or perhaps even outright war.  And unseen hands move across the lines of fate, moving each piece to their place, all by their will; be it malignant or benevolent or indeed dispassionate. 

Finding his 'lost' light.

Learning more about himself, recovering his memories from before the fall.

Fighting. Yelling. Anger. Agression.  The Dark Side are they.

Visions of the future and past, of which he is constantly afflicted.