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Damian-Member of the The Mortuary -The One Who Sees All; Head Mortitian Age: 17 (Physically)Height: 6'2Weight: 130lbs Sexuality: BicuriousRelationship: Single Health Status: HealthyAccent: Unknown Main Weapon: Knives – The habit of looking to the future and thinking that the whole meaning of the present lies in what it will bring forth is a pernicious one. There can be no value in the whole unless there is value in the parts. ~ 21:31, May 12, 2013 (UTC)
Cowards die many times before their deaths
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Necromancer, Diviner and Conjurer
I was always the least liked out of all my siblings, my parents favoured my sisters over me, even my father. While most of my siblings inherited three classes from my mother, I only inherited two, conjuring and divining. This saddened me, and that was probably the reason why my mother preferred my sisters, while she'd teach them how to do magic from their classes she'd tell me to sit in the library and behave. I was the second eldest and the only boy so you can tell I was a handful, I started to pay no attention to anything my mother said to me and ended up reading about my magic on my own. It was one day when I discovered catacombs under the mortuary, I walked through them until I found myself in a hall. It was a very fancy hall, mind you, marble floors and echoed as a walked upon them then someone grabbed me before giving me the powers of necromancy and walked off and left me laying on the floor unconscious. I awoke still unconscious on the floor.
I found out I had necromancy when I revived one of the roses I conjured which died from the dead. I never told my mum though, she just found out on her own, I continued to learn more about my three powers, then my mum decided to make me head mortitian of the mortuary and gave me a study down in the catacombs where I continue to learn and spend most of my time.
Damian could technically be counted as a psycho, one minute he could be a warm hearted, nurturing, big brotherly, type guy, next he's a sadistic maniac with a insane smile on his face, he has a liking for knives and swords rather than wands and staffs. He tends to be quite reckless, confident and, in most cases, brave. He gets pissy when things don't go his way and tends to huff and walk into the forest, or around the mortuary when this happens. He has has his own private study in the catacombs which somehow he regrets telling his family about as they always barge in without knocking.