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@EldarionI Sounds fine with me

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@EldarionI Not at all, go for it.

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How is everyone doing this fine evening? OR morning, or whatever the heck it is for you.

@Avali

Doing alright so far! Trying to plot out what I want to do with Lorne

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"And before you took me to bed you promised we'd be wed!"

A woman ran through the town square, knocking anyone in her way to the side with a look of fury on her face.

"GO AWAY!" she screamed over her shoulder at the cloaked man, who chased after her while reciting from a large book of poetry. He leapt into a passing carriage and rolled his way out of the window without breaking his stride, keeping pace with the woman the whole way.

"You said you'd pay me if I read you poems! he yelled after her as she crashed into a fruit stand, sending apples all over the ground, all of which the man behind her managed to dodge successfully. The woman crashed to the ground, and the man crouched over her, book still in hand.

"What is your problem?! I'm not paying you anything!"

You could almost see the frown through the man's mask.

"Wow, okay, I give you some of my best material and you just snub me? I may be a charlatan but I have standards," he said, turning up his chin at the woman. "And pooh to you, you greedy hussy!"

Lorne closed the book and walked away from the woman, hand resting on his sword as he looked over the place. So many peasants in one place, it reminded him of his youth, those were good times.

He didn't see anyone that looked much like his daughter, so this trip was a bust so far, maybe he could ask around, he was new around this area. He noticed a confrontation going down through the window of a nearby tavern and was immediately intrigued. This could be interesting to listen to, he had forgotten how peasants spoke to each-other.

Lorne pulled a scroll from his back pocket and opened it while clearing his throat. He read it loudly and clearly;

"Uthinwe derslead."

The scroll turned to dust in his hands as he finished, but soon after he flickered out of view. Now invisible, he snuck into the tavern through a window, feet as soft as cat's paws, and approached the feuding group, standing only a few inches away from them as he ate a piece of bread, also turned invisible by the scroll.

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Hurrah!

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@percius388 I know that feel

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@EldarionI ...Define "Fine"

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@Flightless_Soul Well, some dead don't

This one do... sometimes... half-and-half... when he feels like it

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Hey, I'm here now, you can call me...

Deadman McZombiefriend

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Lorne Galatini

The Revenant

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Race: Undead (Formerly Human)

Sex: Male

Age: 272. (Physically 42)

Personality: Lorne is a person of many extremes, mercurial, you could call him. On one hand, he is duty-bound and loyal, but also easily distracted and often unwilling to actually do what is asked of him. He is usually unfailingly polite and formal, but has moments of surprising light-heartedness. Lorne's unfailing loyalty is perhaps a result of his current undead status, or perhaps just a part of his personality that he had even before, only the man himself knows. One thing that everyone knows about Lorne, is that despite his unfailing loyalty to those he trusts or who he has an obligation to serve, Lorne is incredibly and consistently incredibly greedy, willing to steal even from his most trusted friends just for a few hundred dollars.

Biography Lorne was born in the far western land of Revoy to a merchant family. As a young man, Lorne entered Revoy's famed ranger academy in an attempt to become one of the land's elite troops, and was successful in his attempt, even if he only barely succeeded. Lorne's tenure as a ranger was long and storied, he traveled the world, served alongside some of Revoy's most famous figures, and most importantly, married into the royal family after ascending to the title "Master of the Forests", leader of all of Revoy's rangers. He was granted nobility through said title, and during a ball, met Lady Orenna, daughter of the King of Revoy. They were married not six months later.

Lorne lived a life of luxury and contentment, eventually siring five children, one of whom would later become King himself, though the circumstances that he attained said title were rather heartbreaking. During a normal day at court, a long-thought dead relative of the royal family attacked the royal castle, killing the king and the entire royal family, including Lorne's beloved wife and three of his children. Lorne fought hard against the usurper, in a duel so grand that most others could do little but watch as the two men danced their deadly dance. Unfortunately, one slash struck home, slashing Lorne's neck wide open. The usurper took the crown and left the court-room, leaving Lorne to die.

Which he did, quite quietly too.

Lorne's time as an endlessly loyal, if not dependable, servant of the crown, had quite an impact on his eldest surviving son, Nunen, who honored his father's memory by slaying the usurper and taking the throne back.

And that's a bittersweet but happy enough ending to this story, right?

Not quite.

Lorne's life returned to him not a year after his death, resurrected by a necromancer apprentice who was attempting to betray the lich who he squired for. Lorne, owing his life to the man, swore to serve him as ably as possible for as long as he did live. Lorne proved invaluable to the necromancer in finally slaying the horrid lich, and became a trusted and able servant, attaining artifacts and assassinating troublesome meddlers for the benevolent master of death, even being allowed to keep many of said artifacts.

Lorne served as such for two centuries, before the old and dying necromancer gave one last request to his immortal servant, fixing him with an amulet of eternal life as a reward.

"Find your daughter."

His daughter? But she was among those killed in the court massacre, unless... he had resurrected her too! He had to find her! Lorne thanked his dying master, and promised to honor his last request, before heading out east on a quest into the depths of his past.

Ability: Lorne is skilled in marksmanship and swordplay, and has a number of magical artifacts in his possession to aid him in sticky situations. As a zombie, he is also functionally immortal unless his head is destroyed.