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{NAME}
Without-Ansgar-Thou-Hads't-Been-Damned

{ALIASES}
"Damned"
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Formerly Remember-the-Saints Brandt
Formerly Remember-the-Saints Bauer
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{AGE}
25

{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Male, homosexual

{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Some elven heritage but unknown, born and raised in Connlaoth

{HEIGHT/BUILD}
5'10"

{OCCUPATION}
Sword for hire

{RESIDENCE}
Wherever he can toss a bedroll down

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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Build; Damned stands fairly tall and lean in comparison to other Connlaothians. He possesses a good bit of muscle, however, and keeps himself well honed with physical activity.
Color; Damned stands out quite a bit with his rich brown-black hair, even richer dark brown eyes, and brown skin. A smattering of freckles are partially visible over his cheeks and nose and shoulders.
Alterations; There's some kind of elven ancestry to him, or possibly fae, given the delicate point to his ears. Otherwise, he is unremarkably humanoid.
Modifications; Damned has, over the course of the past several years, accumulated a fondness for tattoos and piercings. The most obvious of which are the winding vine/branches that line his jaw and chin, all the way up to his temples. His comment is always "Well, I can't seem to grow a beard, may as well get one painted on."
Dress; He prefers to have his arms free at all times, but otherwise keeps his clothes form fitting and out of the way.

{PERSONALITY}
Damned knows how to throw barbs, and can be a bit snarky now and again, but generally is uninterested in actively hurting someone. Emotionally speaking, that is. Once his loyalty is earned, it runs very deep.

Fun Facts!:
  • Is a masochist.
  • Seems to get anxious the longer he's in one spot.
  • Spikes his tea with wormwood. I know, he's a maniac, but he claims to like the bitterness. And the aftereffects.
  • Loves dogs.

{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
Damned has always had a penchant for speaking with the dead. It may take him a moment to see someone is lingering about, but when he focuses he can commune easily with lingering spirits. Naturally, this was not something that was ever encouraged during his childhood, and nor does he go about advertising it.

{RELATIONSHIPS}
A family and various relations back in his hometown of Orchy.
Oh yeah and the husband he bolted from.

{HISTORY}
Born Remember-the-Saints Bauer, Damned lived a life that might have been completely unremarkable except for all the ways his differences made it difficult. His appearance he shares very heavily with his mother, which in a small town on the far western borders of Connlaoth, definitely makes him stick out like a sore thumb. His gifts as a medium manifested very early, and were just as quickly "handled". Just as quickly handled was any of Damned's early desires to be not as he was, often being rather jealous of his elder brothers when they were off practicing sword fighting. Given the extreme piety of his hometown, any such attempt to join in on the swordplay was quickly interrupted and "corrected."

And then his family married him off, which honestly was just the final straw.

A lifetime of pretending to be what was expected behind him, and a lifetime of the same ahead of him, Damned decided he would take his chances against the gallows. Several stolen horses, food, clothes, and a stolen name later, Damned cut his hair and made his way to Thanatos to ensure that he'd never have to pretend again. After that, he took to wandering about the eastern shores of Serendipity, occasionally moving inland or catching a boat here and there, never lingering very long in one spot lest someone happen to recognize him even under all the changes.

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