Name: Mort (Full name is Mortis)
Age: 17 Real age: 86 (Explained below)
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Caucasian)
Height: 6f 2i
Hair length: To his midback
Hair colour: Dirty Brown
Eye colour: The left eye is blue, the right eye is red.
General Description:
Mort has a very dark air about him that intimidates most people, preventing them from talking to him. This
works in his favour because he doesn't want people to get close to him. As a result he has very few friends.
But if you can get past that he is a powerful friend, loyal to the end.
He is an odd alignment. He WAS chaotic good, but after being connected with Urael for so long, their personalities have started to intertwine. As a result, he has a chaotic neutral alignment most of the time. However, he can branch out into evil or good. This makes Mort very unpredictable.
He is the host of a demonic entity named Urael. It could be considered Thaumatugy except Mort didn't want this to happen. He must regularly absorb the lifeforce of a humanoid being in order to "feed" Urael, or else the demon will feed on his instead, which will reduce him to an insane, lifeless husk. In return, Urael
allows Mort to use his demonic powers however he wants. Within the limits of his mortal being of course.
History:
Mort was once just a normal human living out his life on his homeplanet of Vaun, a fantasy world that was
obsessed with knowledge. Its whole culture was based on books. They were the planet's primary export,
earning a suprising amount of cash. There were vast factories employing tens of thousands of people to
create the paper needed for the immense amount of books being printed. Vaun sold every kind of book you
could imagine. From the mightiest spell books infused with the wisdom of legendary mages to cheerful
bedtime storybooks for children. There were even instructional books that taught you how to spit impossible
distances. If you can think of something, Vaun sold a book related to it.
Mort worked as a librarian in the Great Library, a huge underground vault with a copy of virtually every book
that existed in his dimension. It was the size of about a fith of the planet and it was treated like a palace, with
thousands of workers who polished and cleaned the gleaming white tiles and concrete to a sparkling finish
everyday. He started working at his local town's library when he was just 5 years old and his enthusiasm for
the job got him noticed by head librarian Branco, the oldest librarian. After several years, Mort finally
made his way to one of the most respected jobs in the world. At 8 years of age he had been accepted by the Great Library. Although the work was repetitive he stuck with the job because of the pay and also, being an employee, he had the privilege of being able to read some of the rarest magical tomes for free. He tried to teach himself to be a mage with these books, but he just didn't have the talent for it.
Outside of work, he was a typical coward. He let people tread all over him out of fear. Bullies made a fortune out of shaking him down for his cash and by stealing his possesions. He could have gotten the job at the great library alot faster if he was willing to step on people to get there. But he was scared by the remarks people made. Their threats and their looks frightened him to death. So much so that if it had not been for the support of his mother, he would probably have been cowering under his bed all day.
When he was about 9 he came home one day to find his mother being brutally stabbed to death by a group of people. They were the other applicants for the Great Library job and when they lost to a 8 year old they got together to take revenge. They had decided to kill his mother instead of Mort himself because they knew it would be more painful. He ran to the bloodsoaked corpse of his mother and hugged it. He begged her to wake up. To stop pretending. But she wasn't playing. She was dead. This experience made him develop a deep hatred for the men and women that did it. He would not forget their faces.
One day when he was 17, whilst rearranging some shelves down in the lower levels, he found a peculiar
book covered in dark blue leather and bound with red string. It looked really out of place. He didn't remember
seeing it there yesterday. The title was composed of several cryptic glyphs written in silver ink. Inside the
book were pages and pages of similar glyphs. The final few pages had been torn out. He stared excitedly
at the odd tome, flicked through its pages and finally snapped the book shut. He was overjoyed! He had
spent enough years of his life staring at books to know that this one was something special. Realising that he
would get a hefty reward for finding this book, he stuffed it in his satchel and was about to make his way up
the winding stairs to the upper level when all of a sudden, the strange book began to vibrate violently and
let out an unbelievably loud screeching noise! Mortis felt as if his brain was being squashed against the side
of his skull with tons of force. He screamed in pain as the sound continued to bore into his mind like a
relentless drill. And just as he thought the soul rending sound would never end, he passed out, collapsing
in a heap on the polished floor.
Mort awoke to find head librarian Branco standing over him. After being pulled to his feet, he asked whether
anybody had heard a deafening noise. Branco said that nobody had heard any noise, and with a puzzled look
on his face examined Mort's eyes more closely. Both eyes used to be blue, but now one of them had turned
red! With a gasp of horror the librarian apprehended Mort and brought him before the king. Branco knew
exactly what had happened. He saw many people try to share bodies with a demon in order to gain its
powers, but all of them died as soon as the demonic energy entered their bodies. The main symptom of
demon infestation was one normal eye and one red eye, symbolising the fact that two beings inhabited the
same body. But Mort was the first person in his universe to survive a union with a demon. This scared the
king, so he sentenced him to be executed the same day. As he sat in his cell waiting for the inevitable, he
decided he would rather escape or die trying than be executed in front of his friends. Focusing his energy for
the first time, he blasted a hole in the wall of his cell, grabbed his satchel that was hanging from the far wall and
made a daring getaway into darkness.
Mort headed towards the thick forests of the north to escape pursuit. When he was sure he had lost them, he checked his satchel and pulled out the book that had turned his life upside down, to check it for clues on how to rid himself of the demon and return to a normal life. To his suprise, he found that he could now read the glyphs on and in the book as easily as he could read text. The book taught him how to keep the parasitic demon, whose name is Urael, sated and also how to utilise its dark powers. He remembered the people who had killed his mother, their faces crystal clear in his mind. Over the next 23 years of his life he hunted down each and everyone of them. The joy he got from killing them caused him to go partially insane. He didn't just kill them. He tortured them, caused them just as much pain he had endured. As his sword dripped with the blood of his final target, he laughed a cruel laugh and smiled at the sight of the womans mutilated corpse. Suddenly, a very young girl burst through the door and yelled in horror at the sight. She knelt down and hugged the corpse and cried. The dead women was her mother! In his insane quest for revenge, Mort had caused more harm than good and only now did he realise the terrible consequences of his actions. The years went by and he just lived out a solitary life under various names. But whilst browsing a rare book stall in the market, he noticed an exact copy of the book that he carried with him. Except this one had the missing pages!
Mort read through the pages and discovered that a way to get rid of the parasite could be found in a far off place that he knew nothing about. Felarya. A ritual detailed inside the book could get him there. He decided that he would go there to redeem himself for the pain he had caused. At the very least it would be a chance to do something new. If only he knew what awaited him!
Powers:
>Mort has the ability to use Urael's demonic power. It is a powerful and cruel magic that doesn't burn, freeze or shock enemies. It rots the opponents mind and
rips apart their very soul causing excruciating pain.
>His attacks all have the same demonic energy, but he shapes it to perform different tasks. For example, a "Dark Fireball" burns for less time than a regular fireball,
but it can burn though anything that isn't resistant to it. "Dark Lightning" can be used to hit multiple targets at once. You get the idea?
>He has the power to absorb the lifeforce of any humanoid being by simply placing both his hands on the
creature and focusing. This draining takes time however. He could take the life from a tiny in an instant, but it would take
about 7 hours to take a 100ft naga's lifeforce. Obviously, the naga isn't going to just sit there while Mort drains it!
Traits:
>He still eats food and drink, but he could survive on a "diet" of lifeforce.
>He is known to most creatures of darkness, such as Succubi, because of Urael. This doesn't mean
that they won't eat him though. In fact, some demons would consider him a delicacy.
>Because he uses such a rare and powerful magic, there isn't much protection that the average adventurer can obtain. However, protection can be found if you have
enough money and the right connections.
>Because Mort and Urael share a body, Urael can sometimes take control. It rarely happens because Mortis was there first and therefore is the dominant mind. This can only happen during times of extreme rage, or if his mind is incapacitated in any way. Mort's red eye will glow brightly when Urael is in control. Urael is far more evil and powerful than Mort because he is not bound by any mortal limit of power. Some of his most powerful attacks could attract the extremely unwanted attention of the gaurdians. Luckily, Urael rarely takes over and even when he does, he isn't stupid enough to start a fight he knows he can't win. A gaurdian could crush him in an instant.
>When he drains a being of its energy, it normally causes no harm. But if he wishes, Mort can draw out the energy so violently that it cripples the victim with pain. He finds this very useful to interrogate people.
>Angels and other divine creatures are naturally resistant to dark magic, so Mort will find beating an Angel even tougher than most people.
Personality:
Because of his dark past he doesn't allow anyone to get close to him in fear that they will judge him for what he is. Most attempts at a permanent friendship are brushed aside. He would prefer to live a lonely life and not risk anyone finding out. He will still team up with people to further his goals but he will part ways when he no longer needs them.
He is very shy around females of any humanoid species because he never got a chance to get a girlfriend or socialise with them at all. He finds females very confusing, beautiful, interesting and cruel all at the same time. A mere wink or seductive look will often cause him to blush and he will desperately try to blame it on something else. One of the most saddening things that he has to do is refuse all advances made on him. Because deep down he really wants to have a relationship but he knows that if he got attached to a girl, she would reject him because of the dark deeds he has done.
When it comes to combat, he uses his vast array of dark spells, combined with a custom made sword, to take down his enemies.
Even though he wields a substantial amount of power, he is far from fearless as he has very little physical strength. He was a coward when he was younger but his past has hardened him to death. However he can still be just as afraid as anyone else. But when Urael is in control, he fears only the gods themseves.
Equipment:
Mortis travels light, bringing only a few things with him. He wears sturdy black leather armor, reinforced with
hardened steel plates on all the places that don't move. (chest, legs, arms etc.) His weapon is a custom made
sword that he crafted himself, with Uraels "help", taking several years to gather the best minerals and ore that he could
find to make it lightweight yet deadly as possible. It has a blood red blade etched with silver glyphs. The handle is black and the guard is an emerald
snake entwined around the handle. The sword can act as a conduit for his energy and will crackle with black
lightning when it becomes energised. He also carries a grey fabric satchel at all times containing basic foods and a strange liquid. He keeps it in a silver canteen adorned with several blood red glyphs. He also carries the book that started it all. That book is his ticket out of Felarya so if he loses it, he is in serious trouble. Although, he hasn't figured out how to use it to get home yet.
Rough Attributes:
Strength: 3/10
He is a weakling which is why he uses a very lightweight sword. The sword isn't really for hacking and slashing anyway. It has "other" purposes.
Intelligence: 6/10
He is pretty clever, but only slightly more than average.
Endurance: 9/10
His endurance is legendary. He has survived things that would bring down a MASSIVE buffalo. Is something apart from luck at work here?
Agility: 4/10
He can move fast when he must, but he gets exhausted quickly.
Skill levels: I got this idea from Kain
Fire arms: 3/10
He knows how to use guns but he can't hit anything with them to save his life. He can still use one in a pinch.
Melee combat: 6/10
He has a custom made sword and he knows how to use it. He is no master, but he can definately hold his own.
Technology: 3/10
It depends what it is. Really simple devices could be done, but he can't fix anything really complicated like an engine. He couldn't even do it with an instruction manual.
Magical skills: 1/10
He can't even summon a small flicker of flame. Controlling the elements isn't his strong point.
Urael's shadow magic: 8-9/10
When he uses this magic, that is where he really shines. He has a vast array of attacks he could form. Fire, ice, lightning, beams, they are all the same. When he uses it, it ignores the usual magic resistances so even mages are vulnerable. He has a limit to the amount of power he can use but Urael has no such limit. Urael uses his
power to ruthlessly ahnihilate his foes.
Survivalist: 5/10
He is like a child in the wilderness when is alone, with no idea where he is going or where to find shelter but he always seems to manage. Blind luck, or an unseen hand?
Subject: Mortis bio finished. I may make small changes occasionally. 
Thu Aug 05, 2010 4:36 am
You might want to consider stating the types of characteristics he likes to see in people, just for something to make it a little more interesting. 
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