Victor d'Corvi

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Description
Name: Victor d'Corvi
Age: Looks 30-ish
Race: Looks Human (Undead)
Sex: Male
Occuption: Nobility, Duelist and Swordsman

Description:
Before you stands a long dead spectre from long lost noble family line. Snow white skin, like animated marble. Cracked with more than few battle scars, much like a marble statue would. One particularrly nasty crack in unblemished ancient marble was running over his chest, left side. Right over his heart. Firmly toned figure stands 6'1" tall. Unruly locks of pure white hair curl to frame his rather finely chiseled facial features. Fine indeed, part for a scar running down his right temple. Odd deep violet eyes seem almost hypnotic when met on even level, clearly something unnatural hidden within them. Skin should one get a chance to touch often left cold, untouched by the sun. He often wears heavy clothing, once don fine silks and garments now left more often replaced by comfertable travel cloth and pieces of protective mail armour.

Biography:
Not much is known of his history, not even to Victor. His first memories being waking up in an ancient castle. In a crypt full of coffins. Working his way through the ruins, exlporing them to cloer detail. He found only ghosts and that the daylight greatly weakened him. The crumbling architecture revealed plagards of the honoured dead, the coffin he woke up in was man called Victor d'Corvi. All the tombs belonged to same family, some plagards fallen to disrepair and beyond reading. Coffins themselves rotted and left unattended, some empty some full of ash and bones. Beyond wraithful spirits to serve as guard, he learned he was alone.

Through lore the house of Corvi has been descovered with rather gruesome history. Nearby hamlet of Ravenmarsh held under their tyrannical rule. Rumors and stories indicating vampirism, diabolic rituals and necromancy being praticed among other things. Through a bloody revolt lead by a foreigner and a monster hunter left the castle in ruin... And many villagers slain. It now serves as a haunted old memorial in the horizon of the town of wrong doings of the past. Few adventurers dare to  find their way there, even fewer ever return. Each pale and frightened, each confirming the hauntings real.

Sexual Preferances:
Bisexual and Switch. Leaning to more feminite partners.

OOC info:
Friendly person. Feel free to send a tell if you have questions or just to say hi. Please don't abuse the biography written down here.

Theme Song
All the Kings Horses by Blind Guardian

Lyrics:
I can feel I'm one
With the tortured land
With its solitude and decay
There's no one left
All the other men
Pass on through the night

All dead and gone
Still I don't dare to move
The imprisoned soul
Cannot find back home

Snow falls down
It covers field and blood
Snow falls down
And clears the view

It is cold

And once again
The battle's fought
Out on the plains
So rhymes spread out its glory
But
No rhyme defines its pain

I can't recall all their names
Connection broke loose
They've crossed the lake
Reach the other side
And leave me alone
With the truth

All the king's horses
And all the king's men
They've failed to damn the flood
They've failed to find the grail
Talisien, old friend of mine
Sing my song

Then once again
The battle's lost
I am to blame
Snow falls down
All dead and gone
They all are dead and gone
They've turned to dust
They've sealed the past
A long long time ago

I can't recall all their names
Connection broke loose
They've crossed the lake
Reach the other side
And leave me alone
With the truth

I can't recall all their names
Connection broke loose
They've crossed the lake
Reach the other side
And leave me alone
With the truth
Player:Pissed Off and Mad About it too
Gender (Visually):Male
Race (Visually): Human