[quote=@Alphakoka] Well, trying to make a char based on 'Grim Reaper is an Eldritch Abomination/Great Elder One.' Got some base for the powers, but exact appearance eludes me. [/quote] Finally set aside some time so I could come up with this. Please note that I do not use the word abomination, my mind constantly comes back to abomination when describing Eldritch Horrors. [b][i]"There are some who merely describe the Grim Reaper as a skeletal figure with cloak and reaper, they are content with this image resting in their minds. What truths lie just beyond the veil of illusions are unkind to the minds of mortal men. A looming aberration of bone, standing well over the height of men. Its face a void, visions of horror creep into the thoughts of those who gaze where its eyes should lie. Head shrouded by a black cowl, which should appear blacker than what lies within. However, somehow seeming bright as day compared to the horrors within. A gaunt but wide entity, with not a scrap of flesh adorning its body. Its shoulders draped in ragged cloth of unknown make, age, or origin. Its width offset by the lengthy spine that runs past its ribs. That countless rack of bones, numbering well into the hundreds. Each rib bends away from its center and reaches out to the world ahead, each bone tipped with joints that should not exist. Where a sternum should lie, there are finger-like appendages gripping and flexing outside of the cavity of its chest. Many men fear what may happen should its ribs catch hold of a hapless victim. On each hand, a dozen fingers, each finger a dozen bends. Its hands unnaturally long and flexible, they brush across anything they grasp like cloth upon a table. More fabric runs down what "legs" this creature hides. The hips of this beast end in several tail like growths of bone, waving beneath the body of The Reaper. Hovering just above the ground, word comes that it has never known the Earth's kiss. Levitating inches above the ground, the ancient garb it wears dragging slowly across the surface. Its movements are surreal, drifting towards its prey like a predatory balloon, yet swaying like the branches of a tree in gale winds."[/i][/b]