Took a bit longer as my original idea was too similar to another posted character. So here's the draft of my char. If you have changes you'd like me to make, please let me know and I'll be happy to. 

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[center][h1]Brorin Foul[/h1][hr]
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(source: [url=https://www.deviantart.com/hoken45/art/Plague-Necromancer-unmasked-796741382]Plague Necromancer Unmasked, by Hoken45 on Deviantart[/url])[hr]
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[h3]Name[/h3]
Brorin Foul
[h3]Race[/h3]
Plagueborn Human
[h3]Gender[/h3]
Male
[h3]Age[/h3]
28
[h3]Appearance[/h3]
This young man is in his late 20's, and has striking eyes, one a piercing brown and one an empty gaping eye socket. His black-and-white hair is cut short and unkempt. He is tall and pale from his banishment, but almost half of his body is heavily scarred, pitted, and discolored a greenish gray, all the way up to the left side of his face. He wears dark robes as a warning to others, and a half-face mask with a mirror-like sheen which covers his 'regular' skin and leaves his plagued side exposed for all to see. Due to his weakened physique on one side, he often walks wearing a cane.
[h3]Personality[/h3]
Brorin is standoffish, but not in a shy or reluctant manner. He stands fast and has fully accepted his monstrous appearance, and uses it without remorse to intimidate and keep others at bay. He chooses to mostly associate himself with people that are like him - different, downtrodden, diseased. He views the world through one core principle: that everything has an equal and opposite reaction. Everything that lives, dies. Everything that thrives, withers. Everything that is beautiful, will become disfigured. And he has no qualms helping this along when it suits him, but he does seem to have a strange sense of etiquette or rules about this. Still, every now and again he has outbursts in which he seems... not fully himself. After these, he often scourges himself, but whether this is truly for penitance, even he himself hasn't figured out yet.
[h3]Background[/h3]
Brorin is a Plagueborn, a human born to parents during a time of great plagues. Brorin survived, but with one side of his body permanently scarred, and with a ragged, impotent breath. He doesn't know what happened to his parents, all he knows is that they gave him up to the mercy of the church. There he learnt The Holy Law via tutelage by the whip, and was put on tasks befitting to one of his nature: corpse cleaner, grave digger, rat catcher. He met other Plagued on the streets during this time, and offered them the Law's solace, according to his own interpretation. In time, he got to know most of them, and knew he could count on them whenever he needed help. The other wards quickly awarded him the surname he lacked before: Brorin "Foul". Their whispers, the condescension in the priests' voices, the envy of their normalcy stirred parts of his heart he'd try to bury, but strange whispers started calling in his sleep. Swarming voices that spoke to his insecurities, his jealousy, his grudges. And one day he gave in. Even to this day he doesn't know exactly what came over him besides the short flashes of remembrance he has every now and again, but he does know that when it was done, the church had gone up in flames. He was cuffed before long and cast into the banishment of the Maw to suffer his own chosen path. Though life in the Maw proved hard and filled with suffering, he was quickly welcomed by others like him, others who somehow knew of his title. The Foul Gang was born, and though small, they managed to carve out a small territory for themselves which they held with a fierce, some would say ruthless, devotion. 
[h3]Talents[/h3]
Brorin has a high resistance to poison and illness due to his Plagueborn nature, as well as a high pain tolerance, to the point of near-feelinglessness on his plague-affected side. Any tissues on his plagued side can also be quickly regenerated when injured. Furthermore, his Plagueborn tissues secrete a strange miasma, which he is able to release through the pores of his plague-affected side and which can take several different effects, from temporary poisoning or paralyzing an enemy who comes into contact with his skin, to attracting and controlling insects using pheromone-like fumes. He and other Plagueborn often share an immediate solidarity, a stark contrast between non-Plagueborn, who are quick to shun and avoid him due to his monstrous appearance. He has an intimate knowledge of the Book of The Holy Law, as well as basic knowledge of alchemy and medicine from his tutelage in the church. 
[h3]Flaws[/h3]
Due to his impotent breath, he is bad at tasks requiring high amounts of stamina. He is quick to judge others, and has a habit of isolating himself. Every now and again he has strange outbursts in which he seems not fully himself. When faced truly on his own, he is rather frail and weak.
[h3]Equipment[/h3]
Brorin owns a horn-carved sword-cane, a scourging whip, and a ragged copy of the Book of the Holy Law. He wears dark robes, and a half-face mask with a mirror-sheen.
[h3]Miscellaneous[/h3]
N/A
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