Nekrataal the Bone Baron
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Name: Nekrataal
Alias: The Bone Baron Race: Undead (ex-human) Occupation: Former Nobleman Description: Human Form: You see before you a handsome if not wiery framed man. If not for the pale flesh, it would be rather obvious he used to be rather handsome individual. Though featuers now pale and sunken eyes blackened. Skin tightly drawn over his skull a giving a hint of a ghastly apperance of one dead, or at least a living dead. He speaks in soft whispery voice, that yet somehow carries weight. Fine white hair flows with slightest of breezes, kept long. Jawline shaven smooth always, unblemished white skin streched over it as if only to highten the strange apperance of death. He seems to favor in clothing elegegant and extravigance. Finest materials, if not borderline ancient. Contact with his skin would reveal it to be deathly cold. Chilling to the bone infact even in just the near precense of him. Prologned contact would infact drain life force from the would be victims to warm Nekrataal's old bones. Which in turn feeds his dangerous addiction of yearning to live again. Seeking desperatly all the sensations of flesh, once fully reanimated from the draining touch of another. Skeleton Form: Nothing but dull yellowed bones remain of the man. He has obvious enough suffered a setback. Stuck between life and death, Nerkataal has died and trying to seek death to fully reanimate himself again. The tall bones armoured by rusted chains and plate protection wander the wilds in life of any kind to kill. It's death the hastens his enivitable resurection and that's what he seeks, weather it be by his own thristy blade or others doing battle. Ghostly Form: Sometimes when people die they leave behind their ghosts. The whispy black shape seeks life to latch onto. Though those who catch the sight of wandering spectre might feel the very drain on their souls as it sucks the warmth of life from around all. Though incorporeal and unable to touch most living, few execptions through closer ties remain of course. He simply bides his time, seeking new life to animat Biography: His noble bloodline can be traced, but not in a public bio. OOC: Tell friendly player, send a tell or two, if you have questions. |
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Player: | Pissed Off and Mad About it too |
Gender (Visually): | Male |
Race (Visually): | Elf |