Media: Ink, pencil crayon Character: Ymmu 'The Necroclast'
The right hand to the Lord of the Dead, Ymmu has a position of enormous power as second only to the demigod that rules the Spirit World. He's also head of the Necrotoria - the order of beings that keep the Spirit World ticking over. He takes a hands-on approach to his work (that's not just a pun based on his gloves, btw - he really does like to muck in with his subordinates).
Occasionally his work takes him to the prime material plane where he never ceases to be amused (and sometimes bemused) by the 'quirky' and nonsensical ways of the mortals there since he has never been one as he was never alive. Usually it's to bring down an escapee or to meddle in mortal affairs on behalf of his master since demigods aren't spared the intrigues of Tymaera's Pantheon.
Given his station, Ymmu could dress in impressive robes and lots of spangly bits of decorative jewellery and armour... but he's the practical type and so chooses not to especially since impressive flowing robes wouldn't last five minutes around his claws.
Character: Ymmu 'The Necroclast'
The right hand to the Lord of the Dead, Ymmu has a position of enormous power as second only to the demigod that rules the Spirit World. He's also head of the Necrotoria - the order of beings that keep the Spirit World ticking over. He takes a hands-on approach to his work (that's not just a pun based on his gloves, btw - he really does like to muck in with his subordinates).
Occasionally his work takes him to the prime material plane where he never ceases to be amused (and sometimes bemused) by the 'quirky' and nonsensical ways of the mortals there since he has never been one as he was never alive. Usually it's to bring down an escapee or to meddle in mortal affairs on behalf of his master since demigods aren't spared the intrigues of Tymaera's Pantheon.
Given his station, Ymmu could dress in impressive robes and lots of spangly bits of decorative jewellery and armour... but he's the practical type and so chooses not to especially since impressive flowing robes wouldn't last five minutes around his claws.