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Caerden Drasculson
from the Daerinnid
Chronicles
“Ah, what a wonderful thrust you have. But
it’s the size of the sword that matters.”
Name: Caerden Drasculson
Race: Human
Age: 31
DOB: Oklemer 22 (October 22)
Gender: male
Hair: platinum blonde
Eye: blue
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 170 lbs.
Occupation: Necromancer
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Religious Affil.: Morgausite
Physical Description
“It’s just a well, Daerinnid. Besides, I
can’t go down there. I’m well-dressed,” Caerden pronounced haughtily,
using a form of logic developed by narcissists concerned with
self-preservation.
Tall, stately Caerden is an imposing figure under any
circumstances.
Personality
"Most people would have looked at the dead rose garden and seen a
wasteland aching for spring, but Caerden saw a beauty visible only after
death, a perfection unstirred and pure."
Caerden is forever removed and aloof from the concerns of normal men. He
exists in his own version of the universe, a scene more dismal and bleak
than reality, but full of beauty and perfection invisible to normal
eyes.
History/Background
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Outfit/Clothing
Were if not for his penchant for dressing in lilac or green, Caerden
might very well seem a gothic person. He usually wears a bright tunic under
mage armor decorated with skulls.
Images
Images by Others
Notable friends:
- Daerinnid de
Soto - Caerden's friend, sort of.
- Hraewn -
- Litan Golbrook -
- Olivi -
- Rikard Prowley -
- Shizuka - Cheery,
tone-deaf assassin whose antics resulted in heaps of trouble. Shizuka
always means well, he just can never live up to his intentions.
Incidental Info:
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