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DEATH is the anthropomorphic personification of death on the Discworld and as such is genderless and s exless though mortals will try to push the issue. Death appears as the traditional Grim Reaper, with a skeletal body, a black robe and a scythe (or sometimes a sword for royalty) and is fascinated with people and attempts to emulate their behaviour, if only to better understand them. However, as an immortal skeletal being who does not have to pay heed to fatigue or even time, Death seems to lack comprehension of some human concepts, such as detective novels.

While Death's job and anatomy cause a lack of visible emotions, Death is quite passionate about life in general; in some cases, Death actively defends it against the depredations of the Auditors. Death is fundamentally incapable of forgetting anything, with the possible exceptions of 1) how the horse moves in chess, and 2) how to get drunk.

Death is fond of cats, Binky (Death's horse), Susan (adopted granddaughter), Albert (Death's long time companion and manservant), curries and life (without which there would be no use for a personification of death). Death strongly dislikes the Auditors, whose machinations against life he considers to be cheating. Death occasionally finds it tiresome when work entails dealing with irregularities, such as finding an appropriate posthumous destiny for Mr. Tulip or the repeated resurrections of Scraps. Nevertheless, Death sticks by his Duty and very rarely interferes in human affairs, because of The Rules. He has, however, been known to persuade Susan to act in his stead, not always by straightforward means; she occasionally reflects that Death may have learnt a bit more about human behaviour than he lets on.