Blackburn Fane
A man knelt before the Waiting Pillars with a wish on his mind. They cursed him instead. To wander between life and death. He could be killed all the same, but never truly die either. No matter the moment, eventually he'd make a gruesome ending, before waking up disheveled and alone somewhere dark and uninhabited.
This is no life... but neither is it death.
Appearance
Fane is a boulder of a man. Rough around the edges and clearly has seen much in life. More often than not you will find signs of battle on him. A face beaten blue or red. Wounds that are still in the progress of healing before your eyes. Tattered clothing still ripped from an earlier battle. It seems Fane is always in transit. Between the end of one battle and chasing the next one fervently. One could mistake the assumption that he is chasing death, but in truth he is chasing life.
Only the battle makes him feel alive now. The hunt that comes before it, the weight of the sword during and the last breath escaping him.
Until the next morning.
Then it starts again.
Only the battle makes him feel alive now. The hunt that comes before it, the weight of the sword during and the last breath escaping him.
Until the next morning.
Then it starts again.
Skills and Abilities
- Swordsman
- Able rider
- Tracker
- Runes & Sigil crafter
- Low magic.
- Wound healing.
- Enchantment.
- Life sense.
Personality
Fatalistic and grim. Blackburn Fane believes himself a dead man walking and acts like this. He will not shy away from many threats or troubles. He will accept even the most suicidal task, if the money is paid for in advance. The hunt brings him joy and makes him feel alive. If a job is accepted, he will continue to chase it, until it is done.
Biography & Lore
Blackburn Fane kneels before the Waiting Pillars with a wish.
Immortality.
He asks incorrectly.
Fane says: never let me die.
What he should have said:
Never allow me to be killed.
As a child a wandering witch promised his parents that he would come to a gruesome end. They did all they could to protect him, kept him locked up in their little lodge outside the village and prevented him from straying far from their eyes.
His life passed him by, until one day he managed to escape and fled into the forests. A passing rumor spoke of a magical place that granted wishes. A price had to be paid, but what did young Fane know of price? All he wanted... was to be free and to wander.
Before the pillars Fane collapsed exhausted and hungry and thirsty. But arrive he did. The magic seeped into his body only moments after Fane finished talking.
He felt different.
With no fear Fane left the pillars behind and casually strolled through the forest. A boar came across him, but Fane was not afraid. His eyes closed and his arms spread wide as if to welcome or to challenge. The grim and determined expression shifted to surprise, because you see?
The boar gutted him all the same. And so Fane was killed.
Until he woke up somewhere else in the forest. Still wounded, but breathing and alive.
Fane was cursed. Fane would realize this soon enough.
Immortality.
He asks incorrectly.
Fane says: never let me die.
What he should have said:
Never allow me to be killed.
As a child a wandering witch promised his parents that he would come to a gruesome end. They did all they could to protect him, kept him locked up in their little lodge outside the village and prevented him from straying far from their eyes.
His life passed him by, until one day he managed to escape and fled into the forests. A passing rumor spoke of a magical place that granted wishes. A price had to be paid, but what did young Fane know of price? All he wanted... was to be free and to wander.
Before the pillars Fane collapsed exhausted and hungry and thirsty. But arrive he did. The magic seeped into his body only moments after Fane finished talking.
He felt different.
With no fear Fane left the pillars behind and casually strolled through the forest. A boar came across him, but Fane was not afraid. His eyes closed and his arms spread wide as if to welcome or to challenge. The grim and determined expression shifted to surprise, because you see?
The boar gutted him all the same. And so Fane was killed.
Until he woke up somewhere else in the forest. Still wounded, but breathing and alive.
Fane was cursed. Fane would realize this soon enough.
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