[hider=David Graves] [hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=876051][center]Graves[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/586635337355231274/659153683506003988/DavidGravesSmall.png[/img][/center] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔π•₯𝕖𝕣 π•Šπ•¦π•žπ•žπ•’π•£π•ͺ[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=876051]β„•π•’π•žπ•–:[/color][/b] David Graves [b][color=876051]π”Έπ•π•šπ•’π•€π•–π•€:[/color][/b] Graves, "not the Goliath" [b][color=876051]π”Έπ•˜π•–:[/color][/b] 42 [b][color=876051]π•Šπ•‘π•–π•”π•šπ•–π•€:[/color][/b] Human [b][color=876051]π”Ύπ•–π•Ÿπ••π•–π•£:[/color][/b] Male [b][color=876051]𝕆𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕑𝕒π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿ:[/color][/b] Proprietor of Graves Taxidermy & Services [b][color=876051]π”Έπ•π•šπ•˜π•Ÿπ•žπ•–π•Ÿπ•₯:[/color][/b] True Neutral [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]π”Έπ•‘π•‘π•–π•’π•£π•’π•Ÿπ•”π•–[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=876051]β„π•–π•šπ•˜π•™π•₯:[/color][/b] 5'9" [b][color=876051]π”Ήπ•¦π•šπ•π••:[/color][/b] Average. He's not very muscled, save perhaps for a bit of leg from walking. [b][color=876051]𝔼π•ͺ𝕖𝕀:[/color][/b] Green [b][color=876051]β„π•’π•šπ•£:[/color][/b] Dark gray, white at the temples. [b][color=876051]π•Šπ•œπ•šπ•Ÿ π•‹π• π•Ÿπ•–:[/color][/b] Fair. [b][color=876051]𝕋𝕒π•₯π•₯𝕠𝕠𝕀/π•Šπ•”π•’π•£π•€/β„™π•šπ•–π•£π•”π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜π•€:[/color][/b] His hands and arms constantly have nicks on them from the use of sharp utensils - needles, knives, and other tools of his trade. [b][color=876051]β„™π•–π•£π•€π• π•Ÿπ•’π• π•Šπ•₯π•ͺ𝕝𝕖:[/color][/b] He dresses mainly in a utilitarian fashion - when outside he wears a duster to keep his clothes clean, when inside his shop he wears a well-used apron for the same purpose, as his job frequently finds him cleaning and preparing dead animals for taxidermy. [hr][center][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]β„™π•–π•£π•€π• π•Ÿπ•’π•π•šπ•₯π•ͺ:[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [i][color=876051][center]Level * Direct * Calm * Shy * Hands-on * Contemplative[/center][/color][/i] [b][color=876051]ℝ𝕖𝕝𝕒π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿπ•€π•™π•šπ•‘ π•Šπ•₯𝕒π•₯𝕦𝕀:[/color][/b] Widower [b][color=876051]β„šπ•¦π•–π•€π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿπ•Ÿπ•’π•šπ•£π•–:[/color][/b] [b][color=876051]What first impression do you make?[/color][/b] "... I ain't the one that usually makes the impression. People see the big fella before they see me. Th' kinda scare he usually gives 'em, I reckon they don't think much of me." [b][color=876051]What are you like in a high stress situation?[/color][/b] "We all gonna die one day, but if death is starin' at ya, sometimes you can live a day longer if you stare back when you play your last card." [b][color=876051]What are your best and worst qualities?[/color][/b] "I'm a rotten singer, but at least I'm honest enough to admit it." [b][color=876051]What is something about yourself that you would never admit to anyone?[/color][/b] "Ain't much of anythin' I'd tell nobody, if'n I needed to. I just don't like idle talkin' much. Waste o' time." [b][color=876051]What are your dreams?[/color][/b] "Dreams're for the misguided. I might've had dreams once, but if I did, I can't recall. All any of us can do is what we feel is right." [b][color=876051]How do you want to be seen by others?[/color][/b] "I wouldn't mind if people remembered, and said 'now there's a man who got things done'." [b][color=876051]How do you see [i]yourself?[/i][/color][/b] "I ain't no saint, sure as rain, but I do what I can with the resources I got." [b][color=876051]Do you tend to make snap judgments, or stop and think about things?[/color][/b] "I don't think none too fast, but I'm sure of my choices when I make 'em." [b][color=876051]What haunts you?[/color][/b] "Well I might say th' big fella does, if I was jokin'. But honest, it's memories of my wife, bless her soul." [b][color=876051]What is your philosophy on life?[/color][/b] "Count on people to do what they want no matter what you tell 'em. You want somethin' done, do it yerself." [b][color=876051]β„π•’π•“π•šπ•₯𝕀:[/color][/b] [list][*] Thinking aloud to his Goliath thrall [/list] [b][color=876051]β„π• π•“π•“π•šπ•–π•€:[/color][/b] [list][*] Fishing [*] Tending/caring for animals [*] Restoring/building small skeletons (it's like a puzzle!) [/list] [b][color=876051]𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕀:[/color][/b] [list][*] A mild fear of his thralls turning on him [*] Being caught in a gunfight (he can pull a trigger but honestly marksmanship is not his forte) [/list] [b][color=876051]π•ƒπ•šπ•œπ•–π•€:[/color][/b] [list][*] Flowers [*] Growing/living things (plants in general]) [*] Big, shady trees [/list] [b][color=876051]π”»π•šπ•€π•π•šπ•œπ•–π•€:[/color][/b] [list][*] Necrotic smells [*] Blood (he'd honestly rather work with dry bones]) [/list] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]π•€π•Ÿπ•—π• π•£π•žπ•’π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿ:[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=876051]π”Ύπ•–π•Ÿπ•–π•£π•’π• π•Šπ•œπ•šπ•π•π•€:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Skinning/scalping/cleaning [*] Sewing [*] Has technical knowledge of anatomy (and by extension, surgery, though has never put this knowledge to use in a medical sense) [*] Tailoring [*] Cooking [/list] [b][color=876051]π•„π•’π•˜π•šπ•”π•’π•/π•Šπ•‘π•–π•”π•šπ•’π•π•₯π•ͺ π•Šπ•œπ•šπ•π•π•€:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Necromancy - can reanimate recently deceased corpses, or the bones of older corpses. [/list] [b][color=876051]π•€π•Ÿπ•§π•–π•Ÿπ•₯𝕠𝕣π•ͺ:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Various needles, knives, and tools for taxidermy [*] Strong adhesive [*] Thread [*] Odd bits such as glass eyes, animal teeth and claws, small bones, feathers, bits of fur and cloth, and the like [*] Assorted notes and journals [*] Wax polish [*] Travel grooming kit [*] Bedroll [*] Canteen [*] 32 gauge pistol and a small amount of ammunition [/list] [hr][center][img][/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]β„π•šπ•€π•₯𝕠𝕣π•ͺ:[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=876051]π•Šπ•¦π•žπ•žπ•’π•£π•ͺ:[/color][/b] Minimal two paragraphs consisting of at least four medium length sentences. He didn't grow up in Forsaken, but he'd made a life for himself there. As a child, he lived on his parents' farm with two older brothers and a younger sister. His father had always told him he had a way with the crops, he had no idea why but they always grew better when he helped take care of them. A "green thumb", he'd called him. In his spare time, David took care of a flower patch in front of their farmhouse for his sister to play in so that their mother could keep an eye on her from the window when she was chopping vegetables. None of them ever guessed that David's green thumb was the result of necromancy. He didn't know how he did it. He couldn't explain it - still can't. If anything, he doesn't really understand why other people [i]can't[/i]. But it scared them. His family, that is. After that poor bird flew into the window and hit it's head rather hard, he knew it was going to die. It acted funny for a day and then the next morning, it wasn't moving. So he woke it up. He told his parents that it was fine, he'd fixed it. After that day, they never looked at him the same way, and he knew what he'd done had scared them, though he didn't know why, at the time. "Things aren't supposed to come back," they'd told him. "It's not natural." Well if he could wake them up again, wasn't it natural? Either way, he didn't like the way people looked at him and treated him after that, so he left for Forsaken. All kinds of odd folks end up there, he'd heard. People were a bit more open to "unnatural" ideas. When he got there, he became an understudy of the local taxidermist - thought perhaps he could put his skill to use there. Well, if people wanted their deceased pets to [i]look[/i] alive, why not simply bring them [i]back[/i] to life? And anyway, as far as he knew, he was the only one around that could do it. The taxidermist wasn't too thrilled about his idea though, and had other plans. Trained him to sew and knit pelts onto animal molds. Taught him how to carve the molds, too. The taxidermist was an old man though, and eventually had to retire. Left the entire store to David, provided David give him enough for retirement. It was a small price to pay for the ownership of the business, and after everything was done and sealed, he began offering necromancy as a service to people who just really couldn't let their pets go. He's been living in Forsaken ever since. He came across "the goliath" purely by accident. He'd been returning home via a shortcut through an alley where he found the body of a recently shot Goliath (he assumed some kind of standoff), and it occurred to him that having an assistant would be beneficial to him. Well after a while he couldn't stand the smell of the reanimated corpse so he boiled him down and cleaned up his bones. Apparently necrosis was only prevented if he reanimated a corpse that died of natural means and if the necrosis was not already advanced, which is why he never had an issue or complaints about necrosis when reanimating someone's pet. He still has no idea why it works that way. [hr][center][img][/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=876051][center]𝔼𝕩π•₯𝕣𝕒𝕀[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=876051]ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔π•₯𝕖𝕣 β„šπ•¦π• π•₯𝕖:[/color][/b] "I just hope I don't end up like [i]them[/i]." [b][color=876051]π”Έπ•Ÿπ•ͺπ•₯π•™π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜ 𝔼𝕝𝕀𝕖:[/color][/b] [/hider]