Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oS6470AO3FQ
"The first requisite for immortality is death."
-Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
Basic Information
Name: Kapaneus [Last Name Unknown]
Aliases: Kap, Reaper, Dad
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age:
37 (In Death),
297 (In Undeath),
298 (After Ressurection)
Profession: Bodyguard/Hired Mercenary, Planewalker, Ex-Member of the Planeswalkers Guild
Languages: Common, Sylvan, Elf
Accent: Flan (Ulster, Northern Ireland). Kapaneus' voice is rather rugged, almost guttural and with an obvious masculine tone to it. His accent tends to vary, as if he is slowly transitioning from whatever his original pre-death pronunciations were.
Physical Information
Height: 6'5
Weight: 240ish
Body build: Kapaneus resembles a brawny human male, standing at 6 '6 and roughly weighing in at 240 lbs. His body carries the natural swells of his barrel chest and rounded shoulders. His well-built frame is chiseled to an almost adonis-like figure, accentuating his natural strength through solid mass.
[ After his Resurrection he appears to have lost a large portion of his physiques muscle mass ]
Skin type: Rough
Hair style: Bald
Scars: Of course, the mans pale, ash-hued skin [Now filled with the vibrant warmth of life] is marred by an undetermined amount of times warfare. The wear and tear of a hard, rather ruthless or even disciplined life has crafted the males figure to be a walking rememberance of past battles burdened by the countless scars of varying degrees and size.
Tattoos: Yes, on the back of his neck and on his arms. They are old remnants of his Flan heritage.
Colouring:
- [b]Hair:[/b] n/a [b]Eyes:[/b] Hazel [b]Skin:[/b] [OLD] Ash-grey, [NEW] Tanned [/li]
Alignment: [OLD] Neutral Evil, [NEW] Chaotic Neutral
Philosophy: No single being in the known multiverse is Immortal. Kapaneus does his best to remind them of this fact.
However... after his reappearance. He seems changed. If he has any Philosophy now, it's kept to himself.
Deity: [OLD] Nerull, [NEW] Gond
Personality:
- [u]Smug:[/u] [i]believes he's clearly the best at what he does.[/i] [u]Secretive[/u] [i]Tells as little of his intentions and himself as possible.[/i] [u]Laconic[/u] [i] tries to use as few words as possible.[/i] [u]Fatalistic:[/u][i] willing to help the PCs because nothing really matters, anyway.[/i] [u]Efficient:[/u] [i]wants to cut to the heart of the matter, resolving it as quickly as possible.[/i] [/li]
Gear: He wears common street clothes to blend in with the bustle of the Bazaar. However, his full plate is decorated in ornate skull designs along with a grand Scythe.
Jewelry: n/a
Habbits/hobbies: Drinking
General Health: As healthy as an ex-corpse can be.
Favorite Drink: Ale
Weaknesses / Character Flaws:
- [b]Ambitious[/b] [i]You crave power. Money is nice, but being in charge of other people is your favorite thing. You are likely to be brought down by attempting a risky grab for power and failing.[/i] [b]Personal Curse, Major[/b] [i]Your family (and now you) has a major curse. The curse is severe and could become life threatening. Examples would be a weakness against spells of a specific type, or be more abstract, such that any you love are destined to die, or you suffer from a wound that will not heal. Removal of such a curse is no simple task, and requires a difficult, dangerous quest or pilgrimage of some sort. A simple Remove Curse spell will not suffice. [/i] [b]Hot-headed[/b] [i]You have a chip on your shoulder. A big one. Your fuse is short, and your're ready to get into a scuffle at the slightest hint of an insult. [/i] [b]Harbinger of Ill Omen[/b] [i]You seem to be cursed to forever bump into a specific person, time and time again. And each time you do, something bad happens not long afterward. This person in no way does this purposefully, it just happens with alarming frequency. [/i] [b]Nightmares[/b] [i]You experience horrendous nightmares every time you sleep, and memories of them haunt you during your waking hours. Sometimes, the nightmares are so horrific they have you shaking and looking over your shoulder for the following day.[/i] [b]Judgemental[/b] [i]You form opinions quickly and change them very slowly. You also have a tendency to judge people on their appearance. A man dressed as a pirate, no matter how gentlemanly, is a scoundrel and a dog as far as you are concerned. A man covered in mud is a peasant, and a woman wearing revealing clothing is a prostitute. [/i] [b]No Retreat[/b] [i]You will never run from combat, no matter the odds. Driven by an unremitting sense of honor, you must always fight as long as someone challenges you. Like the wolf, you win every fight but one, and in that one you die. [/i] [b]A Dark and Solemn past[/b] [i] Kapaneus is bothered by something that plagued him long ago. This affects his general demeanor and gives the man a constant negative outlook on life.[/i] [/li]