Doldrum

Name: Doldrum

Species/Race: Leech (Demon)

Gender: Male

Age; N/A

Occupation: Singer/Bar Owner

Playlist: Here

-Physical Aspects-

• Emancipated; scrawny looking
• Low voice that is almost always in vocal fry (Ex: Here)
• His eye is located in his mouth, kept in place by rows of teeth
• Constantly has some sort of smoke or vapor surrounding him
• Decently tall; about 6'3 with the horns
• Has a set of horns that form a lyre on his head, which is always in tune
• Legs end in a two-pronged claw instead of feet
• Has two extra arms that more resemble spider legs than his main arms do. They can retract and pop up at will.
• Skin is dark and oily; similar to pitch
• Very fluid and floaty motion, unlike most other demons
• Has to leech creativity and hope out of people to sustain himself; it his only source of food

-Mental Aspects-

• Heavy nicotine addiction; keeps a pack of cigarettes on him at all times
• Somewhat of a charmer despite his ghastly appearance
• Pretty laid back in general; doesn't show stress easily
• Scared of confrontation 
• Extremely protective of his bar and defending it from any threats
• Gets bored easily and has to keep himself constantly entertained
• Gets something akin to a high when leeching the creativity out of people, and finds that feeling addictive
• Worried that his demonic heritage will scare others away
• Despite being sociable, he is slow to genuinely open up to folks

-Talents and Abilities-

• Can perfectly replicate any voice after hearing it once
• Can create wires which can be used for self-entertainment and self-defense
• Is able to siphon creativity and inspiration out of a person for sustenance and increased cognitive ability. This drain can last from an hour-long art block to a life-crippling lack of desire, based on how much he siphons out of a person
• Has a demonic aura that automatically puts any non-demons at ease. This aura increases in both strength and magnitude the hungrier Doldrum gets
• Expert mixologist

-Likes-

• Singing
• His bar
• Consuming creativity
• Flirting
• Listening to new music
• His best friend, Baz
• Trying on new suits
• Smoking
• His partner, Isolde

-Dislikes-

• Going hungry
• Threats to his livelihood
• Conflict
• People trying to play his lyre
• Getting dirty
• Having to repeat himself

-Backstory-

Leeches, in the demon's days of old, were just about at the bottom of the totem pole. Right alongside imps and fels, leeches were considered a very niche summon to warlocks. Not only did leeches have a very specific use, but many were also extremely volatile and starved. To summon one would either be a waste or a danger. However, since The Sunder, many of the demons that were stuck at the bottom of the ranks were able to rise up in the world due to the changed, albeit stricter rules. After hearing the stories of an imp who had risen to power by sheer willpower alone, Doldrum knew that he could do the same.

So, he packed up his things and went off in search of the imp, hoping to ask for advice. He tracked the imp down to a little town called Ebonvale. The moment Doldrum stepping into the protective bubble of the town, he was overwhelmed with the influx of creativity and life at the center of this tiny town. Doldrum knew he would have to set up shop here immediately, because not only was it close to an inspiring figure for him...

But it had been a very long time since he had eaten well, and this town was a platter all for him