#gravebound

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

Full Name: Riaan Cole Face Claim: Rish Shah  Divine Parent: Melinoë  Birth Date: October 4th, 1999 (26)  Astrology:  Sun: Libra Moon: Leo Rising: Taurus   Gender: Cismale  Relationship Status: Single

𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

Height: 5'11” (180cm)  Style: Loose fitting vests and tee's, sleeves are very much bullshit. He always sticks to dark colours, exposes some skin, but never makes it a provocative display. More just... He doesn't see much of a reason to cover up. 

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐫 & 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲

Sexual Orientation: Homosexual   Preferences: Riaan wouldn't exactly say he's actively looking for a connection beyond. Satisfying a need.    Aftercare: Possibly? If it's something his partner needs he'll do his best to provide it, but he also. Potentially isn't the best person to provide it.

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

Power Manifestation: Umbrakinesis, Phasmokinesis. Shadows and spectres are some of his closest friends. Fighting Style: Walk in shadow, dive with ghosts, travel the battlefield and reap what is necessary. Fluidity is Riaan's strength, to slip between spaces, dance between life and death and slide away just as quickly. Strike fear like a ghost from a blind spot. Scare them to the grave. And he never sounds like he's walking alone.   D&D Parallel: Phantom Rogue.  Scars: Rows upon rows of them along his arms and back, wielding a weapon that's always been a little unpredictable even for himself. Favourite Music: He genuinely doesn't listen to a lot of music. If anything he'll take recommendations from others and see if it fits.  Tattoos: A variety of symbols connected to his mother on his back and shoulders. .

𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

Riaan wouldn't exactly say he was unhappy growing up. His dad cared enough. Mother clearly wasn't in the picture. They got on well, he did well enough, it was all just... Okay. Of course, he always felt weird. Watched. More comfortable in the dark and during the night, but he just brushed it off as him being him.

The first incident was overfamiliar shadows. Shadows that shouldn't exist where they were. The second was actually hearing things. Looking back, probably spirits, but he kinda just went with him being stressed from the start of uni. And then came the attack. Something hulking, and wrong, and he didn't even know where he was meant to go, or what he had to do.

Some small part of him accepted his demise. Thankfully, he was saved, acted on instinct. Anything within reach became a weapon and anything not within reach a potential asset. Some part of his mother's domain surging until he held it off long enough for some demigod to save him. Bring him to the isle.