Un-Living In Style - Kalista Proserpina, Lvl 1
Name: Kalista Proserpina.
Nickname/Alias: Kali, Doll, and Holy Thaynes It’s That Freaky Necromancer Guy.
Age: A solid seventeen years old.
Race: Human, probably, though he insists he’s got a sliver of high elven blood in there somewhere.
Height & Weight: 6’1”, 180 lb.
Occupation: A Most Fabulous Necromancer.
Personality: Kali is the sort of beauty that could make a vogue model blush -- and he knows it. Because he's not entirely unkind, he’s willing to share his “beauty knowledge” with those in need of it. His vanity is surpassed only by his oblivious nature. His habit of outsourcing labor to and having tea parties with the tiny decaying animals he likes to resurrect does not win him many friends. He’s not quite sure why…
Appearance: With a willowy stature, and weird pinkish eyes, Kali has a very dreamy look about him. His cherry red hair is usually brushed back very neatly. If something happens to ruin his meticulously hand-sewn clothes (he works hard on those!), expect violent retribution.
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History: Kalista’s exact background details are… sketchy, to say the least. When he can be assed to discuss it, he’s willing to let slip only a few footnotes. His mother was a barmaid, his twin sister followed in her path, and their hometown doesn’t have very warm feelings towards him. If asked why, he’ll snappily change subject.
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Skills:
Baking - Mother taught him well.
Puppetry - He has much practice in this. Minus the strings.
Sewing - Say what you will about Kali’s odd tastes, he can really work a needle. Most of his wardrobe is hand-sewn himself, and he’s stitched his share of shambling zombie-critters back together.
Necromancy - A longtime passion and natural talent of is. Not as well-versed as he’d hope, but that’s what study is for! He might branch out and study other types of magic as well, if he proves capable of them.
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Abilities:
In The Flesh - Kalista has the rather uncanny ability to resurrect small, dead creatures. To do so requires him to temporarily store a little bit of his own life essence inside the vessel -- soul, mana, whatever you may call it -- which gives him a cute little puppet to dote over and command. As of the moment, anything larger than the average rat is beyond him… but he’s learning. Keeping three vessels animated at a time makes him very woozy. Five or more, and he passes out. All vessels become inanimate when he loses consciousness or falls asleep.
Deep Pockets - Mysteriously, Kalista also has an odd pocket dimension which he is able to reach into on a whim from anywhere -- right out of the air! Right now, the inside of this pocket dimension is only about as tall as he is, and a few inches wider. To any peeking inside, it looks much like a velvet-walled wardrobe, minus any doors. He supposes he could fit a body inside if he really wanted to… but right now, it just holds his clothes, food, and sewing kit. How convenient!
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Equipment:
Attire - Highly depends on the situation. Kalista has everything from from winter coats to bathing suits stocked up in his pocket dimension. Whatever he wears is guaranteed to be pink, gaudy, and/or silky. None of his outfits make for acceptable armor, and not a single one is enchanted. Yet.
Sewing Kit - Warning; filled with sharp objects. Specifically, it holds a pack of large-eyed sewing needles, three pastel spools of thread (pink, white, blue), a few yarns of fabric in those same colors, a measuring ribbon, scissors, and a cushion of pins. All stabby things are made of well-polished iron, and all have been used as improvised weapons and medical tools at one time or another. Again, no enchantments applied. Yet.
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Theme Songs: Pink Nightmares, Aphrodite Oceanus
