Orcus

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Pale eyes stare, piercing and vacant. Something in the soul shivers, unsettled at the attention. The temperature drops, becoming almost painful and the air burns. Something went wrong, something wrong was done, something must be corrected. It feels judgemental, but detached, as if it is merely what must be done rather than something to be enjoyed or reviled. And then the punishment begins.

Orcus is an inheritor of the Incarnation, Penance aspect. He views the souls of the dead and the dying and decides whether they are deserving of passing on into peace and oblivion or not. Some pass with barely a glance, boring and unbothered, but others suffer under the weight of judgement and pain. Only eternal torment awaits those who fail whatever test he levies. What he gets out of it is uncertain, but no one doubts that it feeds the eldritch entity he serves. The Shade always hungers.

He does not speak. Not because he cannot, but simply because he does not see the point in doing so. Words are meaningless in the face of action and consequence. Similarly, he does not appear to often listen to the words of others, not finding any worth in platitudes and begging. But he watches endlessly. No one has ever seen him blink, and it remains a mystery as to whether or not he sleeps - sometimes he just is not there when he was only a moment ago, and he will return later, but none have seen him with eyes closed.

The physical world and it's inhabitants mean little to him beyond the limited use they serve. When not occupied, he can often be found simply standing and doing nothing, as if awaiting orders. What goes on in his mind - assuming he has the capacity to think or feel - is unclear, though he does have a strange fondness for spiders.

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Death Incarnate Lineage:

Inlé => Orcus