500 years

Male

Death, Grim Reaper

Reaper, and Ambassador to Brice.

Homosexual

Messy. It's long and gets tied back, but some strands always fall to the front.

Ashy blonde; used to be brighter, but has greyed slightly with age.

Dark violet

Mild stubble. He doesn't care to shave.

Skinny-squish; broad-shouldered with muscle only seen on arms and legs, stomach slightly flabby

Slight tan

6'0"

Cigarette burns on his neck.

One of the oldest reapers, he's an aging man who looks just about done with the world. He is quiet and reserved, but there's a permanent tenseness to his shoulders that makes him seem like a coiled spring ready to pounce.

When he does talk, it's cold and blunt. He rarely goes out of his way for people and when he does it's very hesitantly, and only in very special cases. He never outright shows if he likes someone or not; only way to tell is by how tolerant of you he is.

He is unfazed by death, due to the nature of his job; he's also found working alone most of the time. He can start to get uncomfortable if he's in a room that's too crowded or noisy.

Quiet and aloof. Always seen smoking. Has a thick Breton accent.

Surviving.

Keeps to himself too much; can put others in danger.

Quick reflexes and is an efficient fighter. Can bullseye with a pistol.

Reaper. Can take assassination contracts to make an extra buck if he feels like it.

October 31st