[quote=@Overlord Thraka]
Ooooh thanks [@MagusDream]. Idk if I'll use them long-term, but I'll make an effort to start off with it. 

[@Expendable] I was discussing this with Tortoise in a PM haha. Cause Mergoux is a servant to Death as well, albeit a much different form of her. Sort of like your Death, she's not likely to do much other than maybe pass on a message or two or something, but just for kicks here's her quickie CS just for kicks. BTW, is your death based on Sir Terry Pratchett's death at all?


[hider=The Morrigan (NPC)]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/OJq28oJ.jpg[/img]

"I am she who is Death. All meet me, though few wish to."

[b]Race:[/b] Elder God
[b]Age: [/b] The fifth eldest god. 
[b]Time in caravan:[/b] NA



[b]Appearance:[/b]
A gaunt, pale-skinned woman, with large black wings. What would be pink on a person, (lips, fingernails, inside the mouth) are black, as are her eyes. From a distance, her eyes appear much much larger, due to the intense black circles under them from millennia without enough rest. 

[b]History:[/b]
Born when the first thing died, she has carried the duty of collecting the souls of those who have passed, so that they might pass on to whatever afterlife is coming to them. 

[b]Personality:[/b]
Irritable, short-tempered, aloof, but not cruel. Sympathetic to a degree, but often to cranky to show it.

[b]Motivation:[/b]
It is the task she is given, so shall she do it. 

[b]Skills, Strengths and Weaknesses, and Tools:[/b] 

[b]Strengths[/b]
Flight
Physically very strong and durable

[b]Weaknesses[/b]
Not very practiced in combat. 
Bit of a softie for kids. 
Easily distracted or angered. 
Narcoleptic

[b]Tools[/b]
2 Sickles, which can be merged magically into a scythe when needed.

Near eldest of all the gods is The Morrigan, The Crow Goddess, Death herself. So feared is she that none speak her true name, so long has this tradition been in place that the name itself is long since lost. Instead the call her The Morrigan, and those still more fearful refer to her only as 'the goddess'. Resembling a pale-skinned woman, so wan and withered as to look like a corpse warmed over. Her voice is a harsh croak, her eyes shining and black. Yet for all her appearance, she is no great evil. She is simply the end. All the harshness attributed to her comes from the simple fact it is her task to collect the souls of the dead, yet she is not some being who may travel across the earth in a shroud of darkness. Instead bearing great black wings upon her back, she flies across the world, collecting slowly the souls of those whose time has ended. It is a thankless task, a ceaseless duty, and it wears thin on her patience towards mortals. Death is inevitable, death is immortal, death will come for you, but above all death is simply exhausted. 

Like other gods, she will occasionally take on servants, or apprentices. The Morrigan makes her choices carefully, often seeking those who give her the most work. Those killers who bring death in droves, they are given a choice, to serve her or to meet her for that final time. Presented with such a choice, few choose the latter. What tasks they are assigned is a closely guarded secret, even amongst the other servants of the Lady Morrigan, but all know the punishment should they ever fail...
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Sorry, missed we already had a Death floating around. He's a psychopomp, so really there are several different guides doing the job, like Ketrak, Moddey Dhoo, Mallt-y-nos, and Muut. So I'll rename mine to Grim, but the Grim Reaper's been around for a lot longer than Terry Pratchett's been doing Discworld novels. I do like the way Terry's aspect of Death talks, but I can edit mine to set Him further apart.