Sicix Crow

Necromancer
Sicix Crow sees himself as more ‘misunderstood’, and wants to learn necromancy for his own personal use, but people’s fear of the practice makes him an outcast from society. Sicix Crow escaped from the clutches of those whom would seek to prevent his studies and hid in his underground lair, practicing necromancy and seeking to become the most powerful necromancer in Edenea. He found that he had stayed in his lair for a few days and when he tried to exit, the door had been sealed from the outside with a powerful magic. While the college of mages had tried to suppress Sicix and imprison him in his own lair, in all actuality, Sicix preferred the solitude, and continued his studies and reanimating corpses. Sicix found himself in need of expansion and while some of his undead were excavating a passageway, the floor had crashed down revealing a passage into  a crypt. This crypt turned out to be the long forgotten crypt of Ratok-Ed. While as a student Sicix was told to report findings of historical importance to the college of mages, the college had turned its back on Sicix, so he decided to use the crypt to his own advantage, reanimating the corpses of the long dead people of Ratok-Ed. The crypt also offered an exit to Sicix, which he could now use freely to enter and exit both the crypt and his own lair, now that the college of mages had forgotten him centuries ago. While the other mages have completely forgotten about Sicix, and his whereabouts and documents are buried deep in the archives of the college of mages, Sicix still lives in solitude in his hidden lair, practicing his necromancy and re-enforcing his own immortality.

Sicix is a loner. He sits by himself muttering and thinking like a genius. He has terrible social skills, and while he is perfectly happy to be left alone, he wishes he could spend more time with others. Unfortunately, his weirdness, hobby and awkwardness make it very difficult for him to socialize even when the opportunity presents itself clearly. Sicix’s thoughts are always with his experiments and he spends much of his time muttering. His decaying rotting exterior make him repulsive to almost every sense and his centuries of solitude spent transcending from corpse to corpse and reanimating his own body have left him with no sense of smell or taste, and almost no sense of touch. Sicix is particular in how he moves, he is remarkably aware of his surroundings and walks and stands with a small hunch in his back, sometimes rubbing his skeletal hands together in deep thought, a habit he has had since before his first death and re-incarnation.