Race: Fallen Angel
Realm: 19th century England, without daylight, there is no sun in my world
Appearance: Average build, shaved head, otherwise unremarkable, with the one
exception of a forked tongue.
Alignment:
Generally Evil, but occasionally I am able to empathize with others,
mostly I watch the world's inhabitants and wonder at the pathetic ways
others waste the life I was refused.
Powers: I never require sleep or food, small wounds heal within
seconds, large wound heal more quickly than mere mortals, I can be
killed if the injury is severe enough, but not by my own hands, my
torture is having to walk the earth for all eternity. Death would be a
much welcomed change for "Spider."
Other Notes: I possess extremely good slight of hand skills, and I am well versed
in magic. I am unable to feel love but have an unmeasurable desire to
do so.
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