Post by Locke on Feb 5, 2016 16:08:10 GMT -7
Character Description
Mr.mortem or Morty as he insists his very many friends call him is a jolly and rather sickly man who in general can be found wearing tasteful robes with a conservative amount of jewelry to befit his status as a noble family member. A rather nice holy symbol of Calistria can usually be found hanging from his neck.
Character Background
Morty was born to an aristocratic family in Rook where Morty had a relatively normal adolescence despite his families rather militaristic traditions. Though he was always a rather physically unfit man Morty often found himself able to persevere through his families grueling military exercises as if some invisible was knocking down his obstacles and pushing him forward. Morty never questioned the inherit luck he seemed to have been born with until one errant dare showed him an entirely new world. When Morty's childhood friend Erica bet Morty he would be unable to spend the entire night in his families old crypt. Morty embarked upon this bet assured of easy money, after all he was no superstitious man, and he was well aware his well off families crypt would hardly be the likeliest place for the undead to hide.
The evening inside the cemetery started off rather well, Morty was in high spirits imagining all the assorted knickknacks he would be able to procure with his winnings. However in the midst of his imagined victory Morty felt a hand settling upon his back and he looked up to see a kindly old man peering over his shoulder. Letting loose a short shriek Morty backed away from the phantasm, but despite his fears it did not approach him. After an extended silence Morty and the phantasm managed to strike up a conversation with the spirit introducing himself as Doehring his late grandfather. Morty and his grandfather conversed about their respective lives throughout the night, and when he left in the morning he had a solemn promise to learn magic from his ancestor. Now years later Morty is ready to finally begin his training among the adventuring community.
Mr.mortem or Morty as he insists his very many friends call him is a jolly and rather sickly man who in general can be found wearing tasteful robes with a conservative amount of jewelry to befit his status as a noble family member. A rather nice holy symbol of Calistria can usually be found hanging from his neck.
Character Background
Morty was born to an aristocratic family in Rook where Morty had a relatively normal adolescence despite his families rather militaristic traditions. Though he was always a rather physically unfit man Morty often found himself able to persevere through his families grueling military exercises as if some invisible was knocking down his obstacles and pushing him forward. Morty never questioned the inherit luck he seemed to have been born with until one errant dare showed him an entirely new world. When Morty's childhood friend Erica bet Morty he would be unable to spend the entire night in his families old crypt. Morty embarked upon this bet assured of easy money, after all he was no superstitious man, and he was well aware his well off families crypt would hardly be the likeliest place for the undead to hide.
The evening inside the cemetery started off rather well, Morty was in high spirits imagining all the assorted knickknacks he would be able to procure with his winnings. However in the midst of his imagined victory Morty felt a hand settling upon his back and he looked up to see a kindly old man peering over his shoulder. Letting loose a short shriek Morty backed away from the phantasm, but despite his fears it did not approach him. After an extended silence Morty and the phantasm managed to strike up a conversation with the spirit introducing himself as Doehring his late grandfather. Morty and his grandfather conversed about their respective lives throughout the night, and when he left in the morning he had a solemn promise to learn magic from his ancestor. Now years later Morty is ready to finally begin his training among the adventuring community.