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Mihr |
| FULL NAME | Mihr Aramet |
| BASICS | Species: Demon of Rot. (essentially) Gender: Male. Location: No permanent location. Occupation: Apothecary. (past: Magician) Height: 6'1" w/o horns Weight: 120 lb Sexual Orientation: asexual panromantic |
| PHYSICAL FEATURES |
• in a perpetual state of rot - sewing & mending, to maintain • scarred and bony; skin is stretched thin over him • nose is large and a noticeable feature • wears tattered clothes; clearly old, out of date fashion • covers rotten parts of his body with bandages and wrappings |
| BIO | Mihr was once a Man, a Magician. He made a mistake, a deal with a creature who he seemed at the time to consider a person in the way that a 'man' is a person...and in that moment Mihr became something else altogether. He stopped being human, stopped living that nice cultured life that he had been building up with good schooling and an alright family if only in name and place on the board of Lords. In that moment he lost that and became the sort of thing he had made a deal with. Mihr is no longer a Man, not the way he sees it and not the way anyone he seems to consider 'worthwhile' would say is a person. He is a thing, something to be used for parts or used for the sort of scholarly deals that the young Magician Mihr used to be was attempting foolishly to make. Still, he has founds little things to make worth his time - fill his hours with, whittle away the days doing. And he will have a lot of days now that he is this strange not quite a Man-creature. More days than he would before, though they are far emptier than they might ever have been before. |
| PERSONALITY | Shy and far more reserved than his appearance would let on, the gangly man keeps mostly to himself most of the time, self-conscious of the scent that lingers around him and his unnerving appearance. He can be incredibly sweet, though despite all this something lingers a bit deeper, kept wrapped up carefully with the controlled and manufactured skill of one raised that way. Still, he isn't human, not anymore, and no matter how he holds himself or dresses himself or pretends he is still something not quite normal. He knows this and the solution he has chosen is to stay distant and away...which is no longer working all that well for the man. |
| HOBBIES | Plays the Cello. Reads Classic Poetry (Knows Greek & Latin). Trained in Fencing & Javelin. Enjoys Horse Racing & Polo. |
| LIKES | Lavender. Wine. Velvet. The Opera. The Ballet. Letters. |
| DISLIKES | Honey. Mushrooms. Humidity. Insects/Flies. Shadows. |
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