[b]Name:[/b][i]Sir Gilianor of house Eurhrstbrü, Born of Werchenshire, Knight of King Sevrio, Servant of the people of Xerniath, Husband to Elizibia of house Senivo, Father of Cernio of house Eurhrstbrü, Student of the Honorable Mage Yinneth, Enemy to those who oppose the Crown.[/i] [b]Age[/b] 3,476, cursed 3423 ago. [b]Appearance[/b] [spoiler][url=https://imgur.com/a/PSNES]This[/url]. Face is half-rotting and bone is exposed. Is also covered in blue fire when casting spells.[/spoiler] [b]Weapons[b] [spoiler]Sir Eurhrstbrü is a Necromancer and sorcerer at heart, so he normally uses magic to fight. Here are his favored spells. [i]Call Dead[/i] Summon undead bound to Eurhrstbrü, 3-4 per casting. [i]Necromatic Fire[/i] Fire fueled by energy. Heat, Magic, Electricity, Flesh, Fat, Oil. Shot in fireballs of coated over something. [i]Light Dampening.[/i] Dampens all light sources, even extinguishing them. Allows the bending of light to create terrifying illusions by warping size and shape of objects. [i]Healer's Touch[/i] Repair wounds by magically speeding up the body's healing process. But Eurhrstbrü is also a Knight and a Swordsman, trained with a hefty blade of steel. [i]The Blade[/i] A hefty sword, it's bloodstained and blackened, and if you listen closely you can hear murmured promises and lies. Every kill drains the wielder's humanity. [b]Strength is yours, oh merciful knight, but We will grant thee what thoust crave, oh merciful knight, simply let us taste the sweet, sweet blood of thine enemies.[/b] [i]The Bleeding Knife, Despita[/i] A knife from legend, it's handle is ivory, ornately wrapped with gold and silver wire. The blade is a polished mirror, interlaced with an intricate design, that at a glance is flowers, but upon further inspection is Souls of the dead, writhing and moving. It is attached to a fine gold chain, wrapped around his wrist, bound there by debts. Once cut by the blade, the wound will never heal until another is cut by the blade. [b]Listen closely, oh killer mine. Debts of blood you have incurred, now deliver souls to pay the fine.[/b] [i]The Mirror of Longing[/i] A polished golden mirror, grants the gazer a glimpse into the future, at the price of years off their lifetime. Every use slowly kills the gazer.[/spoiler] [b]Armor[/b] [spoiler]Eurhrstbrü wears a set of cursed armor, the Blood Coffin. The inside is lined with tiny barbs that make the armor impossible to remove without killing the wearer. While the armor is considered impenetrable, it condemns the wearer to a lifetime of suffering.[/spoiler] [b]Personality[/b] [spoiler]Sir Eurhrstbrü has lived a long time. Three millennia to be exact. He has seen people he cares about die again and again in an endless cycle. He has witness kingdoms rise and fall. He understands his short life is, so he tries to make everyone else's better. He collects cursed objects so that no mortal should ever have to suffer their consequences, and tries to bolster everyone he meet's spirit. He often accompanies the spirits of his friend when they die to the world of the dead, to bid them one last farewell.[/spoiler] [b]Bio[/b] [spoiler]Sir Eurhrstbrü was a knight of King Sevrio some odd 3423 years ago. He was a warrior of valor and pride, who fought honorably at the head of his liege's army. He was married happily and produced a wonderful heir to carry on his legacy of knighthood. It was the morn of his last battle before he was to lay down his sword and live the rest of his days in peace. The army gathered, and with valor they defended their land against an invading force of savages. That is, until a Necromancer got involved. She ravaged his troops and destroyed everything in her path, the dead rising in her wake to fight for her. Eurhrstbrü fought the onslaught with a small group of his most elite knights by his side. They almost turned back the invasion. Then the Necromancer struck Eurhrstbrü down. He was on the ground, arm severed, bleeding profusely. She was casting a curse upon him, one that would kill him and make him her own. Then, halfway through the incantation, she was stuck by an arrow of light, killed instantly. A divine miracle the knights would say, when in reality it was just a cleric upon a church trying to help. They dragged the poor knight to safety, only to find him half dead. His flesh was pale and green, and it was already starting to rot. But he lived. This is how he gained immortality, constantly on the verge of life and death. He did lay down his weapons, and surrendered his armor, and tried to live a normal life. But he did not age, simply rotted a little more every day. He watched his wife die. Then he watched just son grow, dawn his fathers armor and blade. Then he watched his son be struck down in battle. He watched his king grow old and die, then his kingdom, then his village be ravaged by a plague, left to rot alongside the knight. He eventually found an old Necromancer, who taught him the ways of the taboo magic. It was then, when he was shown the truth of death and life and everything in between, that he found purpose. He was to collect the most profane objects, the vilest, more disgusting relics, and prevent them from ever being used, while trying to find a way to end his immortality. And so he does, traveling, to find the most dangerous objects and to end his immortality.[/spoiler]