Code Name: Rothe Leifson
Nationality/Race: Human
Age: 25
Gender: M
Previous Prison: None. He was dragged in for a minor offense, but the judge send him straight here after Rothe assaulted the judge believing him to be a vampire.
Crime: Grand Theft, Murder, Property Damage, Assault, Assault of a police officer, Assault of a federal judge
Appearance: Lost my pictures. Tall man, athletically built. Short blond hair and green eyes. On his back is a large tattoo of a snake coiling trough the goat skull.
Personality: Proud to an extreme. Completely delusional and cocky. He believes he is on a mission from god and he is relentless. If asked he'll tell you he is 'lawful neutral'.
Abilities:
- Hypnosis
- He believes himself to be able to perform miracles. High level cleric spells from the game dnd to be exact. This is a delusion of course. But then again, stranger things do happen at blackmyst...
Addictions: no physical conditions. But if he doesn't have the chance to pray to his god daily he becomes extremely uneasy.
Weapon Proficiency: bows, it's the favored weapon of his deity and he practices it with zealous dedication.
Weapons on you: Aztec ritual dagger stolen from a museum. He convinced the judge he could keep it.
Bio/Personal History: Jeffrey Dawn was a programming student, you know, bullied as a child, socially awkward, the works. In his spare time he played a lot of nerdy games like MTG and DND. He was a nice kid, maybe somewhat lonely. At the age of 23 he experienced a horrific accident. The building he was working in collapsed due to a massive earthquake. Everyone except for him died in that collapse. He had spend 22 hours in a dark crevice stuck between two concrete slabs before they found him. Thing is, during that time he couldn't move, he couldn't scream. All he could do was stare up at the tiny speck of light far above him. This is the point where people turn to religion. In the light he saw god. But as an atheist that was impossible. Something snapped in his head, maybe it was the trauma itself, maybe it was the heavy concussion, but the god he saw was one of his own making. The night before he had played a very memorable game of dnd where they ended the campaign with his character sacrificing himself heroically. In the darkness he forgot who he was, perhaps he abandoned it on purpose. But when the rescue workers pulled him out of the wreckage it wasn't Jeffrey who stared into the blinking light of the sun. It was Cardinal Rothe Leifson, high priest of the great sun god Ryuuk. He was reborn in the real world. And didn't have a clue as to what was going on. Understandably unable to comprehend modern technology and unable to accept social dogma he went on what he would call 'adventure' and we would call a 'murderous rampage'. You know how people act in fantasy role playing games? Exactly like that.
Other Info: Rothe honestly believes he is who he says he is. He honestly believes in Ryuuk and speaks to him, Ryuuk speaks to him too.
A little about Rothe's religion:
Ryuuk was once a lowly river spirit, depicted as a river snake. He wouldn't have made it far if it hadn't been for his patron spell. A priest of Ryuuk could turn water to alcoholic drinks. This made Ryuuk immensely popular. He grew and before he knew he was the subject of affection and praise from an entire town. A few thousand years later and we have an ambitious god that has grown strong enough to murder the strongest god to take his domain of the sun and take his place as the leader of the pantheon. Now Ryuuk is depicted as a massive serpent with brilliant green feathery wings that carries the sun on its back. His followers spread the faith zealously and ruthlessly. The last god to stand in his way was an elder god that had such an unpronounceable name that the players simply referred to him as 'thulu. At the end of the campaign the elder god was slain and Ryuuk rules monotheisticly.
Aside from spreading the faith the church of Ryuuk mostly spends it's time on:
- Making money, mostly by investing in real estate and controlling the liquor market
- Eradicating the world of undead, Ryuuk actually never said he hated the undead, but since he was the sun god everyone assumed.
- Sacrifice enemies of the faith to Ryuuk. Usually by burning or evisceration.
Followers of Ryuuk dress in gold and green, their artwork reminds of Aztec culture.
