Vincent Donn

[Deathy]

Name: Vincent Donn

Nickname: Only if you are feeling particularly suicidal

Actual Age: 27

Gender: Male

Species: Warlock

Occupation: Bludging off both his parents money and the public purse. He also adds onto this meagre sum by going on the occasional search for a lost spell/tome/potion at the request of a paying client.

Appearance: Tall and lanky, Vincent resembles a worn out, poorly constructed, gothic scarecrow. Hair that is oily as it is black, a long thin face, pale grey eyes and skin that looks like it should be six-foot under the ground, he presents a rather disturbing figure to observe.
From head to foot Vincent is cover in complex Celtic style tattoos, they are a faded brownie/green colour when dormant, when he is employing his magic they glow like someone is standing behind the tattoos with a torch. One of his few pickup lines involves asking the intended audience if they would like to view all his tattoos.

Personality: Too say that Vincent is arrogant is to claim that there is a distinct possibility that the sea might be wet. They also say that madness and genius are two sides of the same coin, Vincent is walking proof of this statement. With a genius level intelligence, and no scruples when it comes to furthering his own ambition Vincent is an out of control train about to hit a bend. If he wasn’t mad to start with, the winding road of his research has him on the speedway toward it, there is nothing that he will not try, blood magic, death magic, black magic, he is prepared, if not already has, used them. With no care for others feelings, and a blunt and arrogant way of speaking, he has no actual friends and plenty of enemies. Vincent tends to speak in long, complicated sentences using the biggest words possible, he also tends to assume that you have been with him the whole time and will pick up a conversation right in the middle and it is up to you to keep up, unless you want to feel a mad warlocks scorn.

History: Being strong in brain but not in magic, Vincent has spent a large amount of his life in dark, dusty libraries and blinding, sanitary science labs, until he is kicked out for unusual and disturbing research. He has made it his goal to combine science and magic to boost his own powers, needless to say he is far from finished. Vincent is currently laying low in ClearStone from The Elite Forces who discovered one of his experiments and didn’t take kindly to what he was doing to the man’s corpse.

Family: Vincent has one living relative in his tarot card wielding aunt, occasionally when she cares to try, her fortunes turn out to be right . After his parents died when he was ten, she was the one who took him in and raised him. She works in a traveling circus.

Other: [Powers -Witches-, Animal Form etc.] Vincent’s power level was not high to begin with, he had a sort of middling potential. Never one to be second best at anything, over the years Vincent has hunted down almost every way possible of amping your magical power, he has tested about half. One of the first attempts that Vincent made to improve his power was too tattoo his whole body, and using a ritual he turn them into a battery, where he can store the magic that he collects, by absorption, to be used later at his leisure, if the tattoos are working and not playing up, that is.

[{J I S A}]

Accepted. I like him already!