Basic Information
Name: Raclethys
Aliases: Frowner, Rocky, Monster, Creature
Gender: Male (Well sort of. He looks atleast Male)
Race: Stonestander Gargoyle
Age: 364, in Human years.
Profession: Harmonium Officer (Until he finds a better way to live out his nature)
Languages: Common, Terran
Physical Information
Height: 3 meters roughly.
Weight: As much as a 3 meter tall statue of rock yould weigh
Body build: He appaears rather muscular, but well he is a statuesque monster after all.
Skin type: Rock with patches of Moss, which he most of the time tries to clean.
Hair style: None
Scars: There are two cracks at the corners of his mouth, which he inflicted on himself. It makes him appear to be frowning.
- [b]Eyes:[/b] Two red glowing Orbs [b]Skin:[/b] Dark Grey [/li]
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Philosophy: Exist, because you do. Just trust what is material. Anything else is simply virtual ideas, which you do not have take care of. Only focus on the important things: What you think to decide to do.
Personality:
Emotionless Frowner does not possess any emotions. He is a being consisting purely of his mind and instincts. After all he is simply a piece of animated rock.
Dutybound Frowner sees no point in betrayal or disloyalty. He will speak his mind, if he thinks to decide that it is right for himself. Other than that, he will obey the orders of his superiors, as they are just as good as his instincts telling him what to do.
Bloodlust Frowner is after all a Gargoyle, hence he enjoys killing and torturing his victims as long as possible. He loves to chase intelligent beings and them limb by limb take them apart or make them watch as he eats them. On the other hand, he knows his limits, being part of the Harmonium and uses any loops or gaps in the law, to let his nature take over.
Patient Being capable of acting like a statue, Frowner is unworldly patient. He can wait days, months even years and act completely still, laying his mind to rest in some sort of stasis, until he decides to stop. Since he has no need for food or drink, he can remain a statue as long as he wants.
Frowner and his brother Smiler used to live in an abandoned Cathedral with a Crypt under it. They do not know how they came into existance. They were simply there and did not need to learn anything. Their life consisted of killing adventurers, that would enter their sanctuary and amuse themselves by letting their instincts command them. This they did for over three centuries. Then all of a sudden, an army arrived at their safe home and tore it down without mercy. As they saw the ruins of their home, they stumbled through a nearby Portal to Sigil. This new situation brought up some challenges, as they took in all its laws, culture and order: How are they going to hunt and where could they stay? How could they be simple Gargoyles now?! Smiler's response to this was Liberal Adaptation: Take the lifestyle of a Fleshling and earn jink. Use your talents to do something more than simply kill all day. So Smiler went off and became a mercenary. Frowner however did not accept being like those Fleshlings he rejoiced in killing. So instead he turned Sigil into his Cathedral and became the closest thing to its Guardian: A Harmonium Notary. Although he could only kill or atleast hunt those, who were convicted of breaking the peace, he could still hunt them down, like those Adventurers in his home grounds. This was his way of Adaptation and Frowner just waits, until he finds an easier way of living his nature out.