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(I know is a crappy drawing—bare with me and apply it to semi-realism. And no, it's not an attempt at realism.)
Name: Onyx (or Ghost by commoners) Age: How can we tell? Half his face is gone. I'll guess, 28 but wise cuz he's dead. Sex: Male Height: 5'11" Species: Reaper Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Is a loner, pretty melancholy, secretive, and dark. He tries to avoid people unless he needs something from them. Doesn't say much, but is willing to talk. He hates his job and didn't ask for it.
Appearance: Thats above. He's toned, and due to being dead (but not at the same time?) he has various patches of missing flesh that reveal bone or other tissues. He keeps his body very covered to hide those spots, such as covering his face with his scarf, or wearing gloves to cover his bony fingers.
Clothes: wears all black, and a cloak. He keeps his face covered to hide his bare jaws, and gloves to cover his hands. His clothes are mostly there to keep him looking "human" or normal.
Weapons/Abilities: He is skilled at killing people, but prefers to like, not. He uses a sword to do his work, and can fuck around with electricity cuz he's well, a type of ghost.
(This is also wrong. But I'm not updating it.) Backstory: There was a bit of a war. Two "families" split their territory with a wall. His side was of death, and his future wife's was full of life. His people were jealous and were trying to convince her people to let them in on her side, but her father ordered troops to keep them out. The princess and him came across each other through a small hole in the wall. She liked him very much, which proved to her his people weren't all that bad. They fell in love with each other, and she ran away with him, both of them leaving the battle fields. They moved far away, taking refuge in a nice house someone left behind. They fixed it up and built a family there. After time, her people won the war, killing off Onyx's people and finally going after them. The King and his soldiers found their home, and without further ado, invaded. Onyx tried his best to protect them, but he was outnumbered. He was killed, as well as his children and wife, murdered for betrayal. Beckoning him from the dead, his spirit was woken up. He laid on his back, half rotted. He looked up to see a tall, cloaked being stare down at him. It's hands and it's face looked like jagged burnt wood. It wore a beat up and worn cloak, and held an old synth in its hand. It had cursed Onyx, so that he'd never die, but he wouldn't really be living either. He cursed him with the job, that if he didn't kill so many people, he may never see his family alive again.
Scenario 1: Wanted posters have been posted about for an assassin in the area. You see the guy in the picture in town. He's not too far away. You...
