Eisen Erschütterung

Full Name: Eisen Erschütterung
Alias: "The Mad Tinker" "The Unmann"
Player: Iron_Shock
Title: None
Birthplace: An apt question indeed. Early accounts of Eisen's existence place him in a land of ice and snow known as The Empire of Geramium. This Empire is long since dead, and know only Eisen stands as a testiment that it ever existed.
Birth Year: The exact date of Eisen's birth has been unidentified. A better question to ask is if he was born at all, and not created.
Height: 6ft
Status: Alive
Bloodline: Psyian: However, his mask (Shown above) and heavy clothing hide this fact.
Patron Divine: As of right now, Eisen ows no allegence to any god, and currently does not worship one ( this is explaned in the description).
Hometown: Currenly a roamer.
Alliegence: Outsider
Relations: None; but there are clues that point to Eisen knowing a boy called Blaude once. Perhaps they were friends at one time? No one who shares the name has been discovered, leaving the idea that Eisen outlived his once-friend.
Backstory
The Unmann:
"Aye, thats him over there, in the corner" The bartenter went back to cleaning glasses. He didn't want any trouble though, so he kept his hand on the poisined dagger tucked inside his pocked. The man had walked into the bar with a look on his face that would curdle milk. He stomped over to the corner, in wich his target was sulking.
"Ah, Eisen, you are an easy man to track"
"What makes you think that I am a man?"
Eisen flipped off his cowl and raised a gloved finger. "Perhaps we should take this outside Den. The bartender has cleaned this place enough for the day."
The man, who was apperently Den smiled a greasy and yellow smile that would have caused a Croccodlie to shudder. A thin, weather-beaten wistper came from two papery lips "I would be happy to oblige, 'specialy cuz its gonna be your last request." Den let out a long and harty laugh, not caring that bartender was watching. He took out his hand and streched it toward Eisen. "Come on then, you dont have all day." Another laugh and a cough escaped Den's lips. Eisen took the man's hand, and stepped outside with him, into the alleyway.
After what seemed like hours, Eisen walked out of the alleyway. His arm had a huge gash on it, and one of the lenses to his mask was cracked. The blood on his body, however, was not his own. A quick dash accross the street brought him to a puddle. No one was around, and as Eisen saw his reflection he began to speak;
"I just killed that man"
"No, we killed that man"
"No......not you.....I told you to leave!"
"We cannot, you know why."
"You are the order, yeessss....I remember"
"And you are the chaos, we are here to provide calmness and sanity."
"And harm, and harsh jugedment, and....."
Eisen drew his dagger from it's sheath and stabbed himself. A cry of pain came from the mask, and was then muffled, as if an unseen hand had clamped its long, bony fingers around Eisen's mouh. The wound on the hand gave out a fizzle of sparks, and a spurt of black liquid.
"I felt that, why do you do that to us?"
"Because, we do not feel it. We are making a point! Chaos and feelings lead only to disaster!"
"But feelings are good things!"
Another stab, and a sharp cut-off cry.
"See, your feelings are getting you into more pain"
"But it is worth it"
"When will you learn, we were not made to have feelings?"
"That's not what Blaude said."
"I have no care for what Blaude said, he is dead, and his ideals go with him!"
Suddenly Eisen fell to the ground, his head rocking back and forth.
"NO!"
A suddden movement brought Eisen back up from the ground.
"No?"
"WE MUST RMEMBER!"
"Let me take these memories, they are tedous things."
"NO,No, No!"
"Then you are no lonoger fit, to be in controll!"
"GO BACK, YOU SLIMY PIG!"
"Ach, but we cant."
A quck prayer escaped Eisen's lips.
"Please help me ....."
"Stop that"
"Why?"
"We are not man, woman, nor child. We have no right to pray."
"But we have fellings"
"That does not make us human,"
The conversation stopped, and Eisen got up, as if nothing happend. He walked down the road, softly humming a tune, stuck into his head.
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