Race: Human?
Class: Warlock
Gender: Male (complicated)
Age: 47
Background: Outlander
Alignment: Chaotic Good > Neutral
Proficiencies: Persuasion, Athletics, Deception
Backstory:
+ Not really of any social standing, went to a training academy to learn basic magic to be a footsoldier magus in order to do something productive with his life. Didn’t like it very much but had no choice- read up a bit too much on the ways of the warlock and decided to try to summon a devil to form a pact with as a glamorous second option to dying in a muddy field before thirty. Ritual involved a door in an open field, locked from the inside, which would open up after ample preparation into a rift between worlds.
+ Fucked up the ritual really, really badly because he got impatient and looked through the peephole in the door.
+ Got blasted in his right eye by The Man Behind the Door, and was forced to form his pact with the thing-between-worlds that he looked in on before the ritual was complete, or die a painful death via eldritch brain damage. (Literally.)
+ Tried to hide his pact from his peers and superiors alike, but wasn’t very good at it. Aside from his physical changes, His pact and near death experience caused a slight change in his personality.
+ Eventually let the cat (eldritch magic) out of the bag (his body) via frying the brain of one of his superiors (accident) (promise) and ruined his only relationship, very, very badly to say the least.
+ Went on the run as something between a sellsword and vagabond. Tried to make good decisions where he could, but ran into more bad ends than he can count (or remember).
+ Can’t remember anything about a month’s time before being kidnapped at the present.

Face: Visible scarring on the right side of his face, always kind of seems aware of his tongue in his mouth. What looks like a faint tattoo of ripples or waves emanating from his right eye, barely visible. Always kind of looks like he’s smirking a little bit. (He isn't.)
Eyes: Extremely pale grey, faint central heterochromia in right eye (area immediately around pupil is darker, giving the appearance of one being larger than the other.) Perpetually looks tired (He is.)
Body: Build of no particular note. Kind of built different (not necessarily in a good way). Probably hypermobile if they had a term for it. Not very muscular, besides somewhat defined shoulders.
Scars: Scarring on right side of face, and one vertical scar on his left eyebrow, both from glass-related injuries. Scarring across neck from a bandit’s garrote, multiple other scars across chest and right arm specifically. No fingerprints on left hand.
Other: Red-and-silver teardrop shaped stud earrings. Small patches of depigmentation (i.e. vitiligo) appeared shortly after making his original pact on his chest (near collarbone), hands and forearms, elbows, and upper back. Slightly delayed motor function in his left arm. Illithid veins cease before reaching his face, and appear as a shifting abalone material.

General Disposition: He’s a bit abrasive. Ok, he basically comes off as an asshole to everyone except animals and children. If someone’s got a little bit of that lived-in stupid, he’s not going to give them the time of day. Quick to fight when he feels like it. Pretty chill around friends but can get a bit rowdy. Depressed as fuck but that’s not your problem. Yet. Big fan of staring at nothing in particular and then getting spooked when someone interrupts his standby.
Outlook: If I turn into a fucked up monster and die, then I’ll be dead, and it won’t be my problem. If I don’t, I don’t.
Motive: Fuck if he knows. Get the parasite out, or not. Who knows what after that.
Quirks:
+ Always kind of aware of his tongue in his mouth and his breathing. And walking. Sometimes does things weirdly because he thinks people are watching him or he’s somehow doing it “wrong”. Refuses to face a camping fire while sleeping.
+ If he realizes he kind of likes you he’ll tone down the asshole thing and be serious about it- but if you’re very close friends with him, he’ll be a bit rough with you. In a… friendly way?
+ Hates contraptions. Stop making him do puzzles. He wasn’t made to do puzzles.
+ Horrible long-term memory and depending on the situation, questionable short-term memory. Frequent headaches.

Speech Mannerisms: Doesn’t really have a middle setting between soft-spoken and extremely loud. Makes 50 microexpressions per second.
Humor: Saying the worst thing you’ve ever fucking heard in your life and then staring at you deadpan until you laugh nervously. Physical comedy.

Religion: Has affnity for Selune conceptually. Not very devout, but finds some peace in it. Also aware of Mnemosyne, his “patron”. Also known as The Man Behind the Door, the Tollman, or the Empty Throne, though Mnemosyne has made it clear that he is not a god, and doesn't want to be seen as such.
Relationship with their god(s): Tom and Jerry.
Outlook on Other Gods: Doesn't really care who is worshipping who. Tolerant of Shar worshippers despite technically being a Selunite.
Spirituality and Beliefs: Deeply and uncomfortably aware of there being life Out There. Scared of the stars but also obsessed with them. Won’t go outside during meteor showers if he can help it. The aurora makes him… Nervous.
Preferred Method(s) of Worship: Enjoys the moon being something that exists in the sky, that he knows is real and most likely made of stone. Or something similar. Definitely not an eyeball. As for Mnemosyne, he's got a pact.

Favorite Topics:
+ Likes birdwatching, actually.
+ Bickering or complaining over any shared grievance.
+ He will literally talk about whatever everyone else is talking about please don’t make him start a conversation. Hobbies & Enjoyments:
+ Enjoys foraging. Big fan of wild fruits and nuts.
+ Might kind of like lying to people but that’s someone else’s problem
+ Mindless, repetitive tasks that might seem “boring”.
+ Star charting and collecting star maps or navigational tools.
+ Stacking objects
+ Alcohol
Things They Hate::
+ Being only half-wet, like just your hair or your shoes or your sleeves. Unpleasant.
+ The consequences of his actions
+ Being forced to kill random creatures. Will avoid it at all costs.
+ People who are “all talk”
+ Forgetting things, his own shoddy memory
+ Alcohol

Sexuality and Preferences: Gay. Has trouble getting close enough to people to want more than casual sex.
Sexual and Romantic History: So much horrible horrible sex and little to no lasting romantic relationships. Had a fling with a girl in his graduating class during his training, tried to get into a relationship with her, discovered that liking men is a hard boundary for him the hard way. Oops!
Tastes and Favored Traits in a Partner: He’s not really thought about it much but he likes a guy he can push around a little in a way they’re both okay with. He WANTS someone who can fix him but NEEDS to get his own shit together before he does something stupid. He’s going to do something stupid.
Libido: Kind of a wreck. Fucks to survive but also half of the time is completely indifferent to it. Sometimes questions if he even likes the stuff and then [detailed description of the worst thing you’ve ever read] and goes. Nevermind.
Kinks:
+ Transformation
+ Biting/scratching. Perhaps in a marking way. Perhaps not. Depends.
+ Body horror/fear
+ Tentacles
+ Xeno (He wants space alien dick(s) so bad)
+ Degradation
+ (Consentual) Sex under the influence (of anything . get this man a Substance)
+ He Wants you to kick the shit out of him and be mean about it but he doesn't actually Want that. I wanted to write a really concise kinks page but there’s really just something wrong with him and he Wants to be hurt fundamentally but that isn't what he needs or Really Wants. Inside. He’s a megafreak but he also wants someone to be nice to him. Ok.

Hard Nos:
+ “I don’t have any.” (Lie)
+ Physical restraint involving rope or wire
+ Blindfolds/gags
+ Misgendering-related degradation (i.e. ok with being called girl or feminine things but isn’t into misgendering in and as a kink in the context of him not being cis)