Corum

[Corum]

Name: Corum

Race: Nuit

Age: slightly unkown, around 50-70

Gender: origonaly (and usually) Male

Physical Description: depending on current body (i'll wait to write this untill i find an avatar...)

Concept AND history: Corum has, thus far, never met a member of his race. His memory of life is hazy at best. He has been undead for the past fifty years, and was acreated by his master in an exparement. In life, he was abducted from his home and used by a wizard in an exparament. His last memory was getting drunk in a tavern, his ale tasteing odd as though some one had put something in his drink... And he woke up in a new body, stareing at the one he left behind in horror. His master explained what had happened and that if he were to disobey, the mage would kill him. As he had already met death by that hand once, Corum beleived him. For the next four decades, Corum travled the world with his master, who's name he had never known. He learned a few spells and how to properly maintain his body, though his master killed his new bodies (with magic, he'd thought. there was no wounds on them) and he would spend about a week each time in where ever his master had put him to become strong after his transfer. Because he had spent most of his unlife with a mage, he learned the Ancient language, and advanced his command of the common tounge. He though of his master as a father, sence his mind had been altered with drugs in life (and the end of it) he doesnt remember much of it. He remembers of a wife, and children, so he thinks he was mature of age. He has made an effort to find his liveing kin, though he has thus far failed. He has no love for the liveing, though he is particularly kind to those that study magic. His master finaly died of old age ten years ago, and he has not left his master's old home till now, body jumping every two years. He leaves now for two reasons- One, to find more of his own kind, and two, he ran out of bodies...

Religion: Corum worships Ivak, as did his master. Actually faithful, Corum would not worship any other, and claims his victories, how ever small, in the name of Ivak. It was a practice he was taught soon after his birth into undeath.

(it doesnt seem conventional to have the two as one section, but i think that it seems better this way)

Skills:
Enbalming: +10 (race bonus)
Animation: +20 (starting)
Botany: +5 (starting)
Undertakeing: +5 (starting)
Writing/reading: +10 (starting)
Orginization: +10 (starting)
Interrogation 2
Rhetoric 1
Stealth 1
Observation 3
Socialization 3

Lores:
Human Anatomy
General knowlage of growing suvian plants
Lore of meeting Charoda
Lore of meeting Kelvic
Lore of meeting Konti
Lore of not trusting strangers
Lore of Zeltiva's Kelp Bar
Lore of being a gentleman

Equipment:
A scarlet robe with hood, soft leather boots, leather bracers, well kept iron dagger (given to him by his master), bottle of Embalming fluid, comb, flint and steel, waterskin, backpack, soap.

houseing:
none, currently.

Ledger:
600 gm (starting and cashing in home)