Carter Wraith

Clayton Roach (mentor)

Thomas Roach (friend)

Unnamed Mother

Unnamed Father

Unnamed Brother

Unnamed Sister

Carter Wraith is a player character in the **Frankbul Conflicts** series of campaigns, specifically **Bloody Sands of War**. He is played by **Geoffrey**. He is an old Slayer, withered by time, however still in his prime. Carter slays the undead for a living, and is a good friend of an old, and the most infamous of, Geoffrey's characters, **Thomas Roach**.

## Personality

Carter Wraith, despite his intelligence, does not think before acting. He is very quick to jump to violence to solve any problem in his way. He trusts those close around them, however he is always slightly closed off. He always avoids mirrors, and whenever he sees a still pond, he always gazes at himself for some time. He never lets anyone see him in a mirror, and will break any mirrors in the immediate vicinity to prevent anyone from seeing his reflection. Carter seems to sometimes speak to himself due to the failed possession of a wraith sometime ago. He speaks in a slight Vanbullian accent.

## Appearance

Carter Wraith wears a hood, mask and a long flowing cloak. His hair is dyed brown, from it's previous black, and goes down to his shoulders. He usually wears in it a half-up style.

When viewed in a mirror, all of his clothes, equipment, and even himself looks like a decayed corpse. This is due to a failed possession done by a wraith due to a careless mistake when he was young.

## Background

Born as the fifth bastard son of a poor noble family in Vanbul, I was highly neglected compared to the eldest son and daughter. We essentially lived among the commoners, the only true difference being that we had "von" in our names. However, I was never truly named, so I was just called "child" by most.

My father, I say with large amounts of animosity, was kind enough to have someone teach me basic arithmetic and basic sword fighting. While reading the history of the world, and the tales of devils and fiends and the gods, however, there was always a 3rd party, the undead who were some minor bump in the story, and I caught interest in them and studied some things about them.

That was as far as that went until I was about 10, when the town hit hard times. Some monster appeared nearby and the town wasn't able to harvest that year, or the year after. Finally, when I was 13, a slayer came around, and slayed the monster. Unbeknownst to me, I was the price for the death. I was "sold" and forced to learn the ways of the slayer, his name, Clayton Roach.

Clayton was a Demon Slayer, and I accompanied him on his travels, learning the ways of a Slayer. I learned that he actually had the blood of dragons within him, which greatly strengthened him beyond normal limits. It was through Clayton that I also discovered my own bloodline, that of the divine. I've no clue who gave birth to me, or where she was from.

With the newfound knowledge from Clayton, I trained with him for about 10 years, the average training for a slayer and I learned the needed spells to be able to at least survive, and the required sword skills, which I was very talented with. Clayton always told me : "Bring two swords, you never know when one will break, and you can powder it down to be used for spells."

Around this time, age was catching up to Clayton, and he decided to retire, giving me the knowledge that he acquired over his travels, and his swords. He settled down in Vanbul with his wife and two sons. (Clayton is in late 40s at this point in time, and im in my early 30s)

And so I set off on my similar adventure, slaying demons, devils, and their cults. In total, I cleared about 3 over the course of  10 years, however when I was at a similar age of Clayton, I failed to kill an undead for the first time.

The cult was trying to summon some lieutenant of an unknown LIch, and I was late in interrupting. The summon was complete, and the lieutenant killed the cultists, and heavily injured me. However, I could still move, so I hobbled over to a dying cultist and stabbed him, at that time, I collapsed and he walked over to me, and simply looked at me. Then I fell unconscious, and woke up at the nearby town.

I found my way to Praklari in hunt of a cult I heard was in the area. Unfortunately for me, Praklari is in the middle of a revolution, and I was contracted by the revolutionaries on the condition that I get paid, and I get information on the cult that was in the area.