Victor Corvi

Portrait
Description
He does not cast magic, it's steamwork science (Or possibly alchemy)!

Your typical expample of a clockwork knight. Though then again one supposes such things are not all that often a typical sights at all. Wearing often set armour in red and gold, the colours of the 'Empire'. Obvious enough, Victor's seen wearing it's eagle emblem with most any outfit. Often though seen in his Empiral armour, that consists of heavy plate, gears and steam powered hydraylics. Faint sounds of klicking, whizzling, wheezing and grinding can be heard when standing nearby. Even curiously though, outside of the armour. There are things still giving out the same sound. Seems the steamworks have been worked themselves into the man. Left arm infact, seems entierly replaced with cogs, gears and steamworks. Hair is often simply put out the way, rather messily tied in a ponytail. Left eye nigh-blind, scar running down from forehead, over it and down his cheek. Often when combat ready, there is an steam-tech monocle enchancing his sight over the damaged eye, if not a full helm, or a mask, that covers the whole thing. His skin pale, though pink enough to onlookers to consider as fairly normal human. It is warm to touch aswell, hair long and whispy white. Body in entierty muscular, lean and broad. A likely resuilt of hauling all that metal around. Elegantly made silver hammer, seems to be the weapon of choise. That and a pistol, variety of alchemical vials, potions and injectors. Always carries various tomes of subjects supernatural, and nightmareish to behold. The Empire's 'known' to wage a secret war with beings from another dimention. Hulking tentacle covered beasts, black winged silent gargoyles, amorphious foul smelling monsters and other things one only sees in worst nightmares. All encounters known to cause nightmares, sanity loss and in extreme cases a fate worse than death. Empires asylums stocked over flowing and full, caused great concerns and made the Emepror himself to create these specialists (or Clockwork Knights as the common folk call them). Dimensional hopping is something they are not known off, or very few have even heard of. Even less returned, and all lost in the grips of insanity. Victor in such a travel's lost in the realms in between, trying to find his way home. Fearing for his sanity every moment that passes more and more. Whatever code of conduct this knight follows isnt as virtious as knights and templars

Note: THis is all one might learn off of Victor himself, or hearsay from taverns, inns and whor~ Other places.

OOC:
Lights may wary, but mostly streight (Rare occaision this may change with right person).
None too gore or excrement filled roleplay (Especially the erotic kind).

Questions? Comments? Tell me, I'm chatter box, both OOC and IC.
Player:Kiss me, I'm drunk
Gender (Visually):Male
Race (Visually): Human