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-Name-
Unknown.
-Alias-
Voodoo Man, Witch Doctor.
Give him some?
-Age-
Unknown.
Assumed Immortal
-Apparent Age-
Early 30's.
Very weathered
-Gender-
Male.
-Height-
6'4"/190cm.
-Weight-
172lbs./77.2Kg.
-Physique-
Mesomorph.
Lithe, Athletic
-Nationality-
He is a worldly being.
-Marital Status-
Unattached.
Uninterested
-Sexual Orientation-
Unknown.
Uninterested
-Profession-
Conjuror, Hexer, Seer, Medicine Man.
-Alignment-
Chaotic Neutral.
-Species-
Spirit?
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-Build-
Tall, lithe, but athletic. One would think he was malnourished if not for the muscles that rose from his flesh.
-Skin-
That of a dark bistre hue.
-Hair-
Long, black dreadlocks in a mohawk fashion down the center of his skull, tied off in the back and accessorized with beads and feathers.
-Eyes-
Natural color is a deep umbre, but glows various colors dependent on the ritual. Incredibly reflective, glossy eyes.
-Markings-
No physical markings, but often adorns himself with a ritualistic chalky clay paint in the fashion of a skull and various bones.
-Scent-
Burnt wood, fresh dirt, sandalwood, myrrh, dried blood. Really depends on what he was doing that day.
-Clothing-
Tattered furs cloak his shoulders and waist, with a tattered sash covering the front of his hips; a skull and bones of unknown origins adorn the front of the sash. A simple kente cloth wraps around his neck and drapes over the tops of his shoulders and chest, and a layer of dried sinews circle the trunk of his neck. Treated bark provides slight armor to his calves and shins, tied on with a strip of cloth and affixed with leather cords; a similar piece acts as a bracer on his right forearm. A simple necklace with beads, teeth, nails, and a small bird skull is worn as a charm.
-Accessories-
A sizable leather satchel sealed with a small rib bone hangs from his hip, but its contents are unknown. It's generally believed to contain mystic powders, bones, feathers, and herbs, although a chicken foot has been seen sticking out from time to time. A hollowed out bull horn acts as a drinking horn for various brews and concoctions; some claim that the horn itself has powers of its own, but the tale can neither be confirmed or denied. An open-ended leather quiver that is kept on his back holds two staves. One staff resembled the sun-stained, gnarled root of a Paduak tree; a skull that retained its hair crowns the head of the staff, with various feathers and a beaded jade band along the hairline. The opposite end has two bright feathers, and is rounded off and can be used as a blunt object to bludgeon things. The other staff is a rigid bamboo pole with several shrunken heads dangling from one end, and large glass beads hanging from the other. Around his wrist is a rosary that looks anything but holy. With its various teeth, claws, bones, and beads, it represents something far more spiritual than religious.
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-Interests-
Odd trinkets and knickknacks; collecting strange and magical artifacts.
Studying the occult.
Hunting and gathering, for food or medicines.
Oddly enough, cooking.
Wood carvings; creating small dolls of people and animals.
Communing with the spirits; demons and summoned beings.
The use of psychoactive drugs.
-Dislikes-
Modern medicine; "Dees is bettah!"
False prophets and self-proclaimed deities.
Unnecessary bodily contact.
Impatient people and time constraints; the spirits don't live by a schedule!
Small talk and idle banter; his affairs are typically private.
-First Impression-
He has a certain creepy vibe to him and it sends whispers of bad juju down everyone's spines, but he's really not that bad! If you're scared off by his human appearance, you'd be even more frightened by what he can do to and with it. An aura of malevolence shrouds him, but it's merely a case of mistaken identity for people in his line of work. Most thought the tribal medicine men died out ages ago — replaced by more moderns procedures — so his existence elicits mystery and wonder. Only those curious, and often desperate enough, seek his company.
-Personality-
He's more accustomed to people approaching him as opposed to the other way around, so it's not like him to go out of his way to strike up a humdrum conversation with someone for no reason. Since very little is truly known about him, his presence often makes people feel vaguely uncomfortable because they're unsure of what to expect; he's typically aware of this and will often crack jokes about people acting awkwardly. Although some people may get queasy at the thought of ritualistic sacrifice, he has no problem performing the act, understanding that one life must be taken to enhance another. Because of similar things, his mind sometimes thinks on a more primal level than others, so what would be considered deeper thought processes might escape him. He's a tribal medicine man, not a mathematician!
