Name: Vincent Margrave
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Vincent stands at just under six feet tall with a lean, athletic build, short sandy blonde hair and emerald green eyes. His skin has a slight tan to it, but it's obvious he doesn't spend alot of time out in the sun. He has a bit of a beard starting to grow in and a skull tattoo on his chest over his heart.
Clothing for the party:
Victorian era suit and a
long-nosed fiend maskClothes stored in locker within the church where the party is held:
A pair of black boots, black jeans, a black sleeveless shirt and a black leather jacket
Equipment(Example: Pen knife, note pad and pen, ect.):
Pocket knife
Lighter
Necromancy journal
Ceremonial/Sacrificial dagger
Personality:
To put it simply, Vincent can be whatever he needs to be whenever he needs to be. He can just as easily play the role of a southern gentleman as he can that of a power hungry asshole. Generally he tends to be the quiet sort since he doesn't like talking very much, but should the need arise he could stand up on a table and start reciting a speech to a crowd rather effectively. No matter how he acts his eyes are always cold and dark, as if he isn't looking at your but your soul.
Likes:
History
Reading
Red meat
Whiskey
Necromancy
Dislikes:
Fools
The living
Anything religious
Fears:
Heights
Not the dark but what lurks within it
Family:
His father died when he was young in an accident at the mill where he worked. His mother left him with a friend and was never seen again until Vincent turned 20 and got a letter saying she was dead. No brothers. No sisters. One pet, an
Irish wolfhound named Baskerville.
History:
Vincent doesn't remember alot of his childhood. His father died when he was young and his mother ran away to die somewhere, leaving him to be raised by one of her friends. For the most part he lead a normal life. In school he was always the odd kid who didn't have parents and so was treated differently, like he didn't belong. In high school he was known as a goth kid but it wasn't true, he just liked wearing black. As soon as he graduated he disappeared, just like his mother. Anyone who ever knew him believes him to be dead since they never got any letters or phone calls. The truth is that after leaving the small town he grew up in he met a mysterious man who made him feel like he belonged. His name was [will insert name later], a necromancer, and Vincent has been his student for five years so far.
Necromancer Abilities:
He can communicate with the dead and allow them to speak through him
While he cannot raise the dead yet he can cause a spirit to temporarily possess the body of someone while they are unconscious, though the spirit will be evicted as soon as the person becomes aware of what is going on.
If he is wounded or becomes ill he can craft a potion with human blood that will make him recover much faster
Other:
Nicknames include Vince and Grave
Song?:
Voodoo- Godsmack