Name: David Johnson
Sex: Male.
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Supernatural Type: Necromancer, Not that he meant to become one. He was previously a cleric and his god was like, 'Hey Dave. This whole healing thing isn't the most useful thing you can do. Maybe you should try applying the healing skill to necromancy. Unless you don't get permission from the person's god or the person themselves. That'd be fucked up man.' And David was like, 'I don't know man, that seems kind of fucked up. I mean, doesn't it do freaky stuff to people's souls?' and his god was like, 'Nah man, that was something us deathy gods made up so people wouldn't dick around with it to try and beat us.' And David shrugged and went to go get a cloak with cowl.
Description: This gentleman puts you in mind of a regal ruler. He has slitted brown eyes that are like two patches of dried blood. His silky, straight, chocolate-colored hair is worn in a style that reminds you of an animal's ears. He is very tall and has a slender build. His skin is chocolate-brown. He has stubby-fingered hands. His wardrobe is utilitarian, with a lot of blue and white.
He's followed around by what seems to be a normal Irish Wolf Hound if it wasn't for the dead look in it's eyes and the silence when it breaths. It's still as smart as a normal dog since David brought it back within seconds of it dying. A miracle of healing and Necromancy according to everyone with experience in both. And a horrifying abomination to everyone else.
I did my second character.
