[u]Name:[/u] Semyon Makarov [u]Gender:[/u] Male [u]Age:[/u] 307 (actual) / 30s-40s (apparent) [u]Classification:[/u] Greater Undead/Wight [u]Powers/Traits/Skillset:[/u] Centuries of combat experience: military, revolutionary, and mercenary. Semyon is also fluent in English and Russian, and boasts extensive knowledge of Russian history, mythology, and occult practices. [u]Appearance:[/u] Standing just under six feet, Semyon's skin is pale, almost grey, stretched tightly across his skull. His head is shaved clean, grey eyes and pale lips almost always bearing a downcast expression. He dresses in crisp shirts buttoned to the chin and covered in a heavy jacket. Tailored pants fall down to cover black combat boots, while dark gloves ensure that no flesh but that of his head can be seen. Under that clothing, his body is a tapestry of decay. Flesh clings to bones, distends under gravity's pull, or has been eaten away by various insects. While it no longer rots, the years have still taken it's toll on Semyon's form. [u]Background:[/u] Born in a settlement somewhere in the grasslands of Siberia, a combination of sickness and famine led his townsfolk to call upon occult rituals in an attempt to 'survive'. Semyon embraced undeath at that point, spending almost two and a half centuries living in and fighting for his homeland. Shortly after the end of the second world war, however, he left Russia. The next few decades were spent travelling through England and the United States, seemingly on a whim. Working off-and-on as a gun for hire during this journey, Semyon eventually crossed paths with Bain&Hoyle, becoming intrigued by those who desired more than his martial skills. In comparison to other long-lived beings of the veiled world, Semyon is a somewhat recent addition to Bain&Hoyle, with barely a two decades of service to the company. He serves alternatively as researcher and bodyguard, helping those interested in locating relics long lost within the Motherland, as well as safeguarding expeditions or persons of interest.