Dorian Châtimoux

"I prefer to view death as a temporary setback -- not a finality."

## Background

Dorian Châtimoux was born to a family of some renown in the shadowy depths of Darkwall. An unremarkable childhood fostered the young, scholarly man into the academic arts; pursuing the art of medicine. He became known for his skills in healing, his compassion as boundless as his knowledge. Darkwall, a city long populated by undead, had grown accustomed to its macabre rulers, the ancient undead lords who held the populace in an iron grip. His days were spent tending to the dead, sick and injured; his nights studying ancient texts in search of cures for diseases that plagued the living

In the rare moments of serenity, Dorian’s life was idyllic. He had a loving wife, Seraphina, and their existence, though lived in the constant shadow of the undead, was peaceful. Despite the perilous circumstances, they found solace in their family, and Dorian continued his medical practices even amidst the grim backdrop of Darkwall’s undead rulers.

However, their tranquil life was shattered when the Bronze Emperor, a merciless conqueror from a distant land, laid siege to Darkwall. The city, already beleaguered by the world’s usual chaos, crumbled under the force of the Emperor’s onslaught. In the chaos of destruction, Dorian’s wife and family were mercilessly killed, leaving him heartbroken and consumed by grief.

Desperation and rage boiled within Dorian, eclipsing his rational mind. Blinded by sorrow and a thirst for vengeance, he turned to the forbidden arts of necromancy. He sought out ancient texts and whispered incantations, making dark pacts with the very forces he had once abhorred. Dorian’s once gentle hands, skilled in healing, now commanded the dead. He embraced necromancy not out of a desire for power, but out of a desperate need to reunite with his lost family and to avenge their deaths.

Under the moons beneath the now ravaged city of Darkwall, Dorian delved deeper into the necromantic arts, his knowledge growing darker and more potent. He raised ferocious beasts from the grave, not to conquer, but to defend what remained of his life against the Bronze Emperor and his forces. Haunted by the memories of his family and driven by a fierce determination, Dorian waged a fleeting guerrilla war against the invaders. In the grim alleys and decaying streets of Darkwall, he fought not just for the living, but for the memory of his beloved wife, channeling the very forces he had once feared to protect himself. A last ditch effort to escape through a Waystone resulted in his Chosen discovery - as well as his escape from his once grim domain.

## Personality

Dorian’s transformation into a necromancer was marked by a profound change in his demeanor. Once a compassionate healer, he became a more somber and calculating figure, his eyes alight with an eerie determination. He continues to display a polite and professional disposition, laughing and eager to make friends rather than enemies; maintaining a remarkably sunny disposition despite his grim profession.

He is liable to cover up his discomfort with a thick veil of sarcasm and deflection - preferring to avoid confrontation wherever possible.

He is very fond of his creations, granting them names and showing visible distress when they’re destroyed.

However, he is aware that his abilities are anathema to many and accepts that blending in is the safest form of anonymity. There’s no need for subterfuge if you never give anyone the cause to look at all. He is apprehensive around those who worship or follow the divines - stating “certain members of the goodly persuasion are liable to swing first and ask questions later”.

## Appearance

He stands at an even six foot height. His brown hair is a rich, earthy hue; wavy and cut short, framing his face. It has a slightly tousled look and retains a certain roguish charm, accentuating bright, green eyes. His clothing reflects refined tastes but when adventuring on a job he wears more rugged, suitable apparel. He is never seen without a necklace bearing two gold rings suspended on a silver chain.

## Powers and Abilities

Death Magic

Deathly Creatures

Protection and Enhancement Magic

Support Magics

Well-Read

Medical Knowledge