Height- 7 foot 3 inches
Weight- 390 pounds, give or take.
Age- Unknown
Race- Demon
Eyes- Two of them, red and irritated.
Scent- Terrible
Taste- Please do not taste the Necrosis.
Intelligence- None?
Class- Undefinable
Appearance- Seven Feet of Muscle. His skin is mottled and hard to tell the color simply because he is filthy, some strange shade of browning green it seems. At times he moves like a man, others time, far more beast like.
Demeanor- The product of Demonic Inbreeding, his mind hardly works. He is impossible to reason with, and understands very few words. Sex and Murder are all that he knows, and he is not picky for which he inflicts either upon.




Eyes of Another- This skill lets Necrosis look through the eyes of anyone near him, or rather everyone near him, at once. This would drive the average man insane, but since necrosis' mind has never worked properly, this doesn't bother him much.
Demonic Skills- Necrosis cannot summon demonic abilities outright. The demon living within him will, on occasion flex its power through necrosis, but it usually remains dormant, as the creature Necrosis, repulses the demon.
Stupidity- Damned right its an ability, the simple nature of necrosis' mind is an amazing tool. His muscles never tire, he feels no pain, nor any other definable emotion. He makes up his own as he goes. All in all this makes him a terrible problem to deal with since his muscles are capable of painlessly resetting broken bones, or massively exerting force far beyond what he should be capable of.



Face of the End- This is the name given to the mask that covers most of Necrosis' head. Placed there by the lords of hell to hide the hideous face of the Demon, as it was even offensive in hell. The mask is nearly indestructible and quite difficult to remove. The only magic of the mask, is that is repels any psionic activity directed his way.
Armor- Bits of plate steel are fastened directly to his bones in prime locations, other than that, he goes without armor.
Bracers- His left bracer has a retracting, and very much living chain that does his will. At the end of said chain is a inverted grappling hook like claw. The chain can extend or recoil at will and is made from the same material as his mask. His right bracer holds a pair of 12 inch curved, serrated blades that extend or retract at will to add a bit of sting to his punches. They are gross and quite dirty, in addition, they are coated in a very violent hallucinogen.
Weapons- Anything he can find, he will beat you with a live duck if given the chance. Currently he is armed with a very large log.



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