Hexen Ihsahn Sorkvild
Hexen strides through shadows vast,
A fragile soul, a haunting past.
Icy eyes, a jagged grin,
Secrets hide the void within.Through death and power, he will roam,
Yet seeks a light to call his own.
All drawings by me
3D Render by @KatDume#0404
Thank you for reading!
Attributes
| Class | Race | Alignment | Constellation |
|---|---|---|---|
| Necromancer | ??? | Lawful Evil | The Ritual |
| Passive | Main School | Specialization | Secondary | Tertiary |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Communication with Insects | Necromancy | Hemomancy | Alchemy | Enchanting |
| Str | Dex | Con | Int | Wis | Cha |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 | 11 | 9 | 20 | 12 | 13 |
Items
| Hat | Staff | Grimoire | Robes | Amulet |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Enchanted - almost - bottomless bag, able to speak, highly intellectual and passed through generations. Customized by Hexen with two buttons for eyes and a new sewn mouth. | Un-living Goat-Skull, powered by blood, boosts Hexen's spells at the cost of his vitality. Is able to gain different form through ritual process. | Made of ancestral skin, a disturbing craft made by a younger Hexen, with a distorted face for a cover. Accepts only spells written in blood. | Expensive and usually red, similar to typical priest cassocks, decorated with alchemical symbols. Nothing special but the good taste for fashion. | Family Crest with the Sorkvild house symbol - the unicursal hexagram - boosts Hexen's magickal resist but makes him unable to receive any sort of arcane healing. |
In loving memory of
Per Yngve "Pelle" Ohlin
⛧ 1969 -1991 ⛧
"A human destiny but nothing human inside"
Thank you for always inspiring me through your music.
Under the hat...
Hexen is a quiet yet endearing individual who, despite his gloomy demeanour, can brighten a room with his crooked smile. Deeply sensitive and fond of metaphors, he often speaks in an enigmatic way and is surprisingly open when it comes to discussing feelings.His bittersweet nature makes social interactions challenging. He often feels like a misfit, as his intensity can turn even a simple conversation about the weather into something far deeper than most expect or feel comfortable with.Hexen’s relationship with his father is notably strange. He speaks of the elder frequently and with great affection, yet there is an unsettling hint of obsession and paranoia in the way he refers to him. This dynamic is made all the more disturbing by Hexen’s peculiar behaviour and lack of self-awareness.A devoted bookworm, Hexen is rarely seen without his grimoire, his hunger for knowledge driving him to keep it close at all times. Though typically serene and shy, his demeanour shifts when it comes to the pursuit of power—he would go to almost any lengths to achieve it. However, these desires remain carefully hidden beneath his gentle demeanour and innocent eyes.As a friend, Hexen is fiercely loyal and always willing to help. Those fortunate enough to find themselves in his good graces can count on a valuable ally. But those who wrong him can expect the worst. Hexen holds grudges indefinitely and is not one to give second chances when hurt or betrayed.He has a deep love for animals and often ventures into the woods at night to search for dead creatures, reanimating them to keep as pets. This strange habit reflects both his loneliness and his darker tendencies.Hexen can appear absent-minded and childlike, as though he doesn’t fully understand the world around him. He spends much of his time lost in introspection, but this calm demeanour can quickly unravel with the right trigger. When angered, he is prone to extreme and unpredictable displays of violence, making him as dangerous as he is enigmatic.As a lover, Hexen is intensely possessive. His controlling and needy nature stems from his deeply flawed way of expressing affection. For him, possessiveness is the only form of love he truly understands, a reflection of his struggles with connecting with his father.
Under the robes...
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Nicknames: Hex, Hexxie
Relationship Status: Single
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 220cm ( 7'3)
Weight: 70kg (154lbs) BMI: 14.5
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Eye colour: Light blue
Skin tone: Pale bluish
Hair colour: Light grey
Voice: Blake Ritson
Hexen is a strikingly lanky young man, characterized by his long, thin, pointy nose, small lips, and gaunt cheeks. A beauty mark graces his upper lip, offset by a vertical scar on the opposite side. Dark circles linger under his icy eyes, and his perpetually furrowed thick eyebrows lend him a tortured, tired expression. His features, though austere, retain a quiet kindness. With a sharp jawline and a long, chin, his emaciated appearance contributes to his overall skeletal look alongside his light-bluish pale skin.Hidden beneath his long, wavy silver hair are elongated, pointy ears that are highly sensitive to sound and temperature. His frame is defined by slender legs, narrow hips, and broad shoulders, forming a triangular silhouette that perfectly suits his favoured flowing robes.Hexen is unsettlingly thin, to the point of appearing unhealthy. His clothes seem to swallow him, and his bones are palpable at the slightest touch. This lack of natural padding often makes him adopt peculiar sitting positions to minimize discomfort. Adding to his mystique is his scent—an unusual yet oddly pleasant aroma of sweet alchemy.His hands are bony, with long, spider-like fingers, and he rarely exposes more skin than his neck and hands. Even in these limited glimpses, a myriad of scars can be seen, appearing in unusual places and hinting at a tumultuous history. Hexen’s teeth are unnervingly sharp, a jagged, predatory set that resembles a bear trap. His right eye bears a permanently dilated pupil (anisocoria), adding to his unsettling appearance.His voice is low and hypnotic, with a formal, gentle tone as though he’s always reciting poetry.Hexen’s gaunt and scrawny appearance can evoke a range of reactions—spooky, melancholic, unique, or even charming—all at once. Despite his eerie looks, Hexen is meticulous in his self-care, though his ongoing health issues take a toll on his appearance. Bloodshot eyes, chapped lips, and reddened nostrils are not uncommon, and his delicate frame bruises easily. The sight of him patched up and bandaged has become something of a trademark, often accompanied by an array of excuses for the origins of his injuries.
Under the skin...
Born through meticulous magical selection and alchemical experiments, Hexen is a creation of the Withering Islands, a magocracy ruled by his father, the Lich King. A clone of this undead monarch, Hexen inherited an unnatural essence that binds him to undeath. Sustained by a cursed existence, he is compelled to feed on the flesh and blood of the living to maintain his vitality—a grim necessity that defines his nature.Hexen embodies a paradoxical blend of sweet innocence and an insatiable hunger for knowledge. Raised in absolute isolation from the living, he was both a prince and a prisoner, his upbringing shaped by the cold, unyielding will of his creator. Reclusive and privileged, he developed a mind as sharp as a blade but one confined by the narrow perspectives of his father’s teachings.Under the Lich King's relentless demands, Hexen's childhood was stripped away. His days were filled with grueling lessons, his failures met with harsh reminders of his inadequacies. Though arrogance occasionally bloomed in his isolated heart, it was swiftly crushed, replaced by an unyielding resolve to improve. For Hexen, true tests never end, and his endurance was forged in solitude’s crucible. Yet, this isolation stunted his emotional growth; he remains an eternal child burdened with the knowledge and responsibilities of an elder, his maturity fragmented by a life devoid of companionship or warmth.Despite his brilliance, Hexen's understanding of society is fractured, and he often finds himself adrift in a world far removed from the one he was raised to understand. His demeanor is shadowed by an air of gloom and doom, his heart opening only to the pursuit of knowledge and the thrill of uncovering new truths. He exists in a liminal space, torn between the teachings of his master and the untapped possibilities of the broader world.As a clone of the Lich King, Hexen is not merely an heir but a living extension of his father’s will—a fact that both empowers and torments him. His unique nature makes him a creature of contradictions: an undead being who longs to understand life, a child cursed with the burden of eternity, and a mind yearning for freedom yet bound to the legacy of his origin.
L O R E
The Withering Islands, an archipelago in the farthest reaches of the North, present a striking contrast between the frigid permafrost of the mainland and their cold, damp beaches. Their perpetual winter is shrouded in a mystical dampness caused by the powerful magic radiating from the upper reaches of the Crimson Tower. Small settlements dot the islands, primarily consisting of fortresses and religious institutions steeped in the land’s deep spiritual traditions. All roads and eyes lead to the Crimson Tower, a massive, sky-piercing structure that houses the Master Wizard—a revered figure who wields both religious and political power. Revered as a living deity, his unyielding rule leaves no room for dissent.The Master Wizard lives in self-imposed isolation with his only heir, allowing only his minions within the citadel's walls. Across the islands, numerous crypts beckon adventurers seeking wealth, yet most find only death. To quell these disruptions, the Master Wizard constructed a dungeon expressly for such visitors, promising immense rewards for those who survive its treacherous puzzles and deadly traps. This pastime became an obsession, leading him to design increasingly elaborate labyrinths. After all, even an ancient figure of immense power needs a hobby.Undead creatures roam the islands at all times, devoutly worshipping ziggurats—geometric structures tied to their master. Their unwavering devotion sustains the Master Wizard's lich state, strengthening him with each sacrificial offering.A magocracy since its inception, the Withering Islands are notorious for their military prowess, creating grotesquely altered soldiers and nightmarish experiments. The land thrives on the war economy, exporting enchanted weapons and golems to other territories. Yet, alongside this grim reputation, the islands have also fostered a rich cultural legacy. Esteemed artists have emerged from this eerie land, particularly bards known as "The Choir," whose haunting ballads are both celebrated and feared.The Master Wizard, known as "Deathsinger," is an enigmatic figure whose declared purpose is to "live forever and watch the world turn." However, even his ascended state as a lich cannot shield him entirely from the ravages of time. As an unnatural being, he suffers the creeping decay of his existence. Necrotic magic, a cornerstone of the islands’ culture, is deeply tied to music. It permeates their rituals and celebrations, where chanting and prayers are accompanied by otherworldly instruments. Each year, the Deathsinger leads the masses in grand ceremonies, blending magic and melody to fortify his dominion.
Oddities..
🜏 All Hexen's spells need his blood, his magicka and vitality are one and only; therefore the reason why he hurts himself casting spells..🜏 Hexen's tongue is purple, do not ask me why.🜏 Communicating with insects is a subjective term, because even certain creatures do not exactly fit as an arthropod - slugs for example - can be understood by him. A better wording of it would be; Hexen speaks with anything that crawls, scares children and lives in the dark. Butterflies are an exception.🜏 He can not differ right from left.🜏 Has a vast knowledge of idioms.🜏 Hexen claims to be able to see ghost cows.
(He is not lying)🜏 He sees dead people, but being so sensitive to the spirits and the energy beyond the grave throughout his whole life made him used to it.🜏 If you step in one of his bugs you may cause him a nosebleed, they are all connected - mentally - in one way or another.
OOC info
You can call me Corv. I am an angsty guitarist with a taste for tragedy, romance and poetry.Usually online at discord around 18h (BRT)🜏 I write multi-paragraphs to novella style, but depending on the scene my posts can be shorter.🜏 3rd person only
🜏 Literate
🜏 I like writing everything, no fade to black.
🜏 No OOC drama🜏 If my character and yours start dating, it doesn't mean I like you. Please don't be a creep.Discord: onryo4