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Description

His height is unknown. He completley skeleton, no muscles, no skin or organs. He wears the attire of a 1930's mobster, because thats when he died.
Personality
He is a very skilled marksman and a demolitions expert. He hides skull shaped grendades in his trenchcoat. He is incapable of feelings for very few, but he is capable of loyalty.
Equipment
A wide variety of gadgets. Skull keeps his own assortment of Customized Explosives. Each one for different means of use. Basic explosives, incindeary, holy, etc.
History
He doesn't have much of one, he was turned into a zombie around 1934 by vampires. He was a former demolitions expert for a vampire slaying team, but now he explores the multiverse looking for the vampire that killed his family all those years ago, Valdor Van Carter.
The Skull Grenadier walks into the bar and looks around.
The Skull Grenadier sees a wide variety of biengs. None of them similiar to him.
The Skull Grenadier takes a seat at the bar and pulls out a small bottle of liquir out of his trench coat and starts to drink it.
The Skull Grenadier sees some guy grab a mouse. "You alright there ,pal?
The Skull Grenadier puts his liquir bottle back in his coat pocket
raises his eyebrow under his mask "Right, well they arent the nicest creatures."
The Skull Grenadier continues to stare at Ace. This guys a bit odd. I should watch what i do.
"Ummm, alright." he gets up and walks over to Ace.
(( Im might sound like an idiot here but, whats stout? ))
Wipes the stout of his face, freak. He puts his hand on one of his skull grenades. Why is he holding a sword at somebody?
throws a small red skull into the fire, making it bigger, and follows ace. "Your a strange guy you know?"
The Skull Grenadier gives ace a strange look under his mask. "You splashed stout on my mask. Im going to smell like im drunk for awhile. That goes for pretty darn strange in my book."
looks at Corinna. "Thanks, but i cant take the mask off." lets hope people don't wont wonder about that
The Skull Grenadier smiles under his mask as she made the fire larger. he takes out a small red skull and throws it into the fire. It blazes even larger.
"Im a, well it's a bit hard to explain. I could say i was a zombie, but thats only half right."
"No, i never actually died. Zombies are risen from the grave, i was turned into one while i was still alive." He knew he was lying
looks at ace "They are grenades of my own design. I hold many different varieties of them."
"I just called you strange because you splashed stout in my mask. Thats not something people usually do."
"I know, and normal goes pretty far around here."