(Quick and clean. No time to polish to a sheen.)

[b][i]Overview[/i][/b]

Meet Sir Montique or what's left of him... once he was a noble of the fabulous Flavious House. Now he's quite dead. Well, quite undead. The same can not be said for his noble line. Risen by some profane ritual and left to meander, he clings to his second chance at life. Searching on daring adventures from the temples in the highest mountain tops to ruins at the bottom of the sea for one thing: THE WORLDS GREATEST BOOZE! And he will find it...

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[b][i]Personality[/i][/b]

Loud, boisterous, arrogant, and a bit foolish. He delights in conversation, hearing tales, and toasting drink. An off-putting cloak concealing walking bones though he may be, he is quite friendly and doubly trusting. Willing to open up to just about anybody with interest enough to bother asking. Just don't get him started about fair-folk and their cowardly tactics. Given how he may have fallen... it can get him rather uproarious.