Rhiel Morrigan

About

• "Life is a study of contrasts- love and loss, fear and curiosity, laughter and sorrow. One makes us feel the other more keenly, makes us appreciate the good all the more. A life without pain, without suffering, is a shallow, wasteful existence. You cannot appreciate what you have until you know what it is to live without it."

• Basic Info

  • Name: Rhiel Morrigan
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: LuckBe
  • Nicknames: Technically Rhiel is a nickname
  • Race: Kirinae / Godling
  • Class: Rogue
  • Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  • Age: 300-ish
  • Body Type: Lanky, tall
  • Height: 6'
  • Weight: Not enough
  • Complexion: Gross pale
  • Hair: White/black, straight, style & length varies
  • Eyes: Amethyst
  • Handedness: Left
  • Scars: One, from collarbone to groin, surgery scar
  • Relationship Status: Long-term open relationship
  • Personality: Abrasive
  • Mannerisms: Nervous
  • Likes: Booze, self-loathing, new places, his tiny circle of friends
  • Dislikes: Himself, being Dependant, being alone

• Description

  A thin, underfed man of approx. 6ft. Long limbs lend grace when he's not thinking about it, and stilted awkwardness when he is (which is most of the time. He's very selfconscious). His skin is incredibly pale and pink-toned with veins visible on much of his body. Hair is bi-colored, a small amount of black underlying a layer of white over top. Lashes and brows are white. Has little body hair save for a light dusting on arms, legs, and groin, and sideburns when he does not shave (which he typically does). He also has a crest of black hair running down his spine to the base of a long, white-furred tail with a long black tuft at the end. There are similar, smaller tufts of fur at the end of his pointed ears, rarely visible beneath his hair unless it's pulled back. Hair is usually worn loose around his shoulders. His eyes are a bright, intense lavender with round pupils. His fingernails and toenails are exceptionally hard and black, and slightly pointed, though not enough to function as claws. He also has very small two point antlers, which fade from white at the base to black at the tips.

• Biography

  What Rhiel considers the first year of his life is only the first year of his new life, as the years before it were a mystery for the first 200 years out on his own. He awoke on a human colony after an extended coma, with no memory beyond what he figured was probably his name. Rhiel spent much of his life seeking clues to his origin, but found very little until fate led him to his sister around his 150th birthday. Rhapsody Fortunatas was not at all what he expected, and Rhiel swiftly alienated her with his destructive lifestyle. Meeting her left him more confused and lost than before he knew her, despite all the answers she gave him. His fantasies of life after finding his family did not match what he found in reality, primarily through his own failings. It gave him a spark of drive to better himself, though he did not and does not know how. Every step feels like the wrong one, and after a lifetime of screwing up, Rhiel isn't sure where to begin picking up the pieces.
  
  Rhiel is bitter and worn down by his long life, which he tries to cope with through drugs, alcohol, thrill seeking, and sex. The results are mixed. While it keeps him going through his darkest moments, it tends to create more of them, driving him to further crave distraction and excitement. He is haunted by memories of terrible deeds done to his person, and hides his PTSD from those around him as best he can. He wanders the stars, adrift without a purpose, while the world moves on at a pace he can't quite match. Sometimes, in rare moments, the beauty of the things he's done and seen creeps through the darkness and startles him with its intensity. Sometimes he even lets it make him happy.

• Abilities

  Being (technically) a god, comes with its own curses and blessings. Rhiel is low on the power scale, having few worshipers in general, and none locally, but some things are in his blood and cannot be taken from him.
  
  Such as:
  Triage Healing Factor - The worst injuries heal first, in the reverse of regular physiology. Even grave wounds will zip shut in moments, but the downside is that small wounds take far longer than normal to heal. Unattended, he could conceivably bleed out from too many papercuts. There is a limit to this, of course, because healing this way does require power, and needs to be recharged through caloric intake or sleep. A sufficiently injured Rhiel can pass out in the middle of a fight after taking too much damage, and has. Wounds healed this way don't leave scars. Most poisons and toxins are purged from his body shortly after entering it, but he must have SOME control over this, because the boy drinks like a fish, not to mention all those illicits. That said, healing nearly immediately isn't always a good thing, as Rhiel's crooked nose will attest.
  
  Pain is good, not bad - Part and parcel with his healing abilities, Rhiel does not feel pain at all from serious wounds. Over a lifetime, he has come to associate the hurt of small wounds as a good thing, not a bad one, a reminder that it's okay and not much to worry about.
  
  Doorways - Doors are a gift from his mother, The Lady Chance, and no, not the kind you can pick up at the hardware store. Rhiel is able to open portals between worlds, across space, and theoretically across time and dimensions as well. It's possible he's traveled through realities already, and just doesn't know it. He has little control over where these Doorways go, aside from one request- a desire in his heart when he turns the knob, or handle, or whathaveyou. He is able to, sometimes, return to places he's been before, but mostly he has to travel back by mundane means. Sometimes the Doors don't heed his requests, sometimes they take him to terrible places, and sometimes they just don't work at all. That's luck magic for you. Right? It's not like outside influences could possibly have control over these things. Right?? Rhiel has come to rely less on the Doors with time, and more on regular forms of space travel, but sometimes the unknown calls and he can't resist it.
  
  Food for sleep - Rhiel the insomniac can exchange sleep for food, as far as physical energy stores go. The longer he stays awake, the higher the calorie intake required. There's a reason he's so skinny, and it's not exercise and healthy eating.
  
  Megalinquist - Not a god power, but an individual quirk. Rhiel soaks up languages like a sponge, and has more at his disposal than he can count. Knowing more languages makes new ones easier to learn, generally, unless it's a wholly new structure, so he's at an advantage there. Language seems to be the only thing safe from his sometimes-spotty memory.
  
  Forgetful in the Extreme - It's hard to say if it's the drinking, the drugs, or the severe brain injury at work, but Rhiel has a hard time remembering large swathes of his life. He once had a neural implant to serve as memory for him, but such devices aren't intended for use over a lifespan like his, and it had to be removed. Most of its memories were successfully transferred back to him, but some things were lost in the shuffle. After spending over two hundred years not knowing who his family was or where he came from, he's just kind of resigned to it by now.

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