Charter Conall Davis
Charter Conall Davis
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
He's a physically fit man, however his body has degraded over time, likely due to his vessel being dead
Facial Features
His eyes are a sickly glowing green, he has a short beard that attempts to hide the holes torn in his cheek.
Identifying Characteristics
Sickly glowing green eyes, jagged and torn holes in his left cheek.
Physical quirks
He is left handed, walks with a significant limp, occasionally using his wings to assist him in walking.
Special abilities
He has the ability to resurrect someone with a touch, or instantly kill them with a swing of his thorn covered scythe, which conveniently doubles as his cane.
Apparel & Accessories
Black suit jacket, white dress shirt, black tie, black dress pants, black rattlesnake skin shoes
Mental characteristics
Personal history
[This information was paraphrased, assume it was spoken in a thick Belfast accent]
Well, it started ages ago, I had fought in World War I, the first half of World War II. They say I died on the beaches of Normandy, but it went down a little different from my perspective. I was chosen to be the new angel of death, they saw me fit for the position because of my previous occupation I guess. Long story short, they said I had to take on a vessel if I wanted to interact with the living world. I didn't feel like dragging some poor soul around, destroying his liver for kicks.. So I just took my old body as a vessel. That's why I've got this mean limp and why my face doesn't heal. You could say I'm forcing myself to live.
Well, it started ages ago, I had fought in World War I, the first half of World War II. They say I died on the beaches of Normandy, but it went down a little different from my perspective. I was chosen to be the new angel of death, they saw me fit for the position because of my previous occupation I guess. Long story short, they said I had to take on a vessel if I wanted to interact with the living world. I didn't feel like dragging some poor soul around, destroying his liver for kicks.. So I just took my old body as a vessel. That's why I've got this mean limp and why my face doesn't heal. You could say I'm forcing myself to live.
Sexuality
"I'm old, not dead ya fecker- Wait..."
Education
No formal education past primary school and the junior cycle.
Employment
The Standing Angel of Death
Accomplishments & Achievements
Has won several drinking contests with gods and other godlike beings.
Failures & Embarrassments
"Well I got married once."
Mental Trauma
"Well I got married once."
Intellectual Characteristics
Very musically inclined
Morality & Philosophy
His morality is "difficult to put into words" as he puts it.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
He hopes to find someone he can spend his time with who won't die as quickly as the last few.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
He is quite possibly the best pianist and organist due to having a massive excess of practice time.
Likes & Dislikes
Likes Alcohol
Dislikes Water
Virtues & Personality perks
He can drink anyone else under the table.
Vices & Personality flaws
He's a functional alcoholic who is severely depressed due to his line of work.
Social
Family Ties
He has a love/hate relationship with his sister and has disowned his mother. He is very close friends with his nephew.
Religious Views
"All the beings in my pantheon are dead aside from me and my nephew. There's not much else to say. My religion is whiskey, and the sect is Jameson."
Speech
His voice is quite deep and gravely, but it also has a strange whistle to it due to the holes in his cheek. He speaks with a Belfast Irish accent.
An example is listed below:
Wealth & Financial state
He has built up a large sum of money, usually from things the dead bring in an attempt to sway his decisions.
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Alignment
Neutral
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Death, The Grim Reaper, The Angel of Death, Fannar Frá Dauða, Joe Mávros
Age
He looks like he's in his mid 50s, but he has been around for a very long time.
Date of Birth
June 3, 1889 (A3)
Birthplace
Lost To Time
Children
Current Residence
A small cabin somewhere between the world of the living and dead.
Gender
Male
Eyes
Green
Hair
Black with streaks of gray
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale White
Height
6'2" | 188cm
Weight
185# | 84Kg
Quotes & Catchphrases
Ya get used to it.
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